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Japanese WWII monument, Attu Island, Alaska.
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Japanese WWII monument, Attu Island, Alaska.
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braced against the arctic wind
Adak island, The Aleutians
(Dmitri Kessel. 1943)
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burkgnar The beautiful Shishaldin volcano. The Aleutians islands highest peak. It was covered in clouds when we flew in but more than made up for it with these crazy epic conditions on the way back. “Once in a lifetime” our pilot kept yelling. The surf and ski potential in these island is mind numbing.
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