Commercial Fishing, Lifestyle

The Crew of the F/V Artic Lady

IG: @fvarcticlady | NOV 15, 22

An Ode to the Crew of the F/V Arctic Lady, who each season work tirelessly through some of the toughest conditions Alaska can throw at them. Words from the Ernest Henley poem “Invictus” which speaks to showing courage in the face of death. A reality that these fishermen face every day out on the water.

Crew on ship

Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.

Crew preparing for a wave Crew preparing for a harvest

In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Arctic lady getting hit by a wave Two Crewmates stadning on top of cages

Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the Horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.

Crew bring up a cage with their harvest Crewmate scaling cages on the Arctic Lady

It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.

Crew celebrating a good harvest
Photography by: Corey Arnold

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