Part of the cover of the original National Geographic containing Shiras's article. |
A REMARKABLE SUMMER
JANUARY 2012
A hundred years ago, George Shiras III wrote about a
splendid (and unusual) summer spent in Alaska, mostly near Skilak Lake: In 55
days of travel and exploration, he wrote, rain fell during only 19 hours.
Chasing after wildlife with his large camera, his wooden
tripod and his heavy photographic plates, he said that he and his party were
“wind bound” three days and “experienced a number of violent squalls lasting an
hour or so.” In nearly two months, there were three entirely cloudy days and
about a half-dozen partly cloudy days.
Blessed with this astonishing stretch of weather, Shiras was
able to return home with enough information and images to fill 72 pages of the
May 1912 edition of The National
Geographic Magazine with an article entitled “The White Sheep, Giant Moose,
and Smaller Game of the Kenai Peninsula, Alaska.”
George Shiras III was the son of Supreme Court justice,
George Shiras Jr., who had been nominated to the post by President Benjamin
Harrison in 1892. Young George himself had served in the U.S. Senate from
Pennsylvania, but in 1905 he surrendered a political career to pursue a life of
photography, and in 1906 he achieved public acclaim the effect of which can
still be felt today.
Gilbert Hovey Grosvenor, who was the first full-time editor
of National Geographic and served in
that capacity for 55 years, recalled the day in 1906 that Shiras walked into
his office “with a box full of extraordinary flashlight photographs of wild
animals. He had invented the technique for making such pictures, and an exhibit
of his work had won gold medals at Paris and St. Louis Expositions.”
In the introduction to Shiras’s debut article, Grosvenor
said that he viewed the box of photos “with mounting excitement” and began to
sort them into two piles, one very tall, the other very small. Shiras had earlier
been able to interest a New York publication in only three of his images and so
was astounded to learn that Grosvenor wanted to use everything in the tall pile—74
photographs, filling 50 pages, only four of which would be text.
The magazine would never be the same, and neither would
flash photography.
Two distinguished geographers on the National Geographic
Board resigned, in part because they believed that Grosvenor was turning their
publication into a “picture book.” And they may have had a point, but the July
1906 issue was an immediate hit, and circulation spiked.
George Shiras III found himself with an open ticket to
travel where he wished and photograph what he pleased—with the National
Geographic Society a willing buyer and a more than willing sponsor. In 1911,
after numerous trips across the continent, he set his sights upon Alaska.
In the introduction to the resulting article, he said he
wished to study the animals “where the camera, rather than the rifle, was to
capture the permanent trophies of the hunt.”
Shiras narrowed the focus of his trip to the Kenai Peninsula
because it contained the wildlife he was interested in and virtually all of the
terrain, in one place, that he could find elsewhere in that country:
“It is seldom that a small, semi-detached portion of a large
and diversified country can satisfactorily portray the whole, not only in the
romantic history of its discovery and early explorations, but in those present-day
conditions, where the climate, topography, and economic resources excite
attention and comparison. Were all of Alaska erased from the map except the
Kenai Peninsula and its immediately adjacent waters, there would yet remain in
duplicate that which constitutes the more unique and that which typifies the
whole of this wonderful country.”
With maps and travelers’ recommendations at hand, he
narrowed his plans, and on July 8, 1911, he departed from Seattle for a
well-funded two-month sojourn in the Last Frontier.
Alaska, at this time, was one year away from becoming a
territory, and two years away from the first meeting of its Territorial
Legislature. Anchorage did not yet exist, for the first encampment at Ship
Creek was three years away. Because there were no highways, the main artery
into the Kenai Peninsula and hence into the Alaska interior was via the seaport
and railway at Seward, which had been established with that name only eight
years earlier.
During the next week, accompanied by several men who would
haul the bulk of his equipment and run his wilderness bases, he was guided the
length of the lake to a camp on Cooper Creek to await the arrival of supplies.
From there, he traveled downriver to Skilak Lake, along its northern shore, and
across the lake to a narrow-necked peninsula about three miles west of
Cottonwood Creek. The small peninsula neatly divided a single large bay into
two smaller bays, so Shiras named the site of his base there “Double-bay Camp.”
On July 24, he spied his first moose on the Kenai Peninsula.
Besides photography, Shiras had an affinity for wildlife,
and he was willing to spend hours each day, hidden behind blinds constructed of
brush and grass or stones, swatting innumerable mosquitoes as he waiting for
just the right photo-op.
He also had an inquisitive mind about nearly all things in
nature. He was, for instance, fascinated by the bulk and mass of what later
became known as the Harding Ice Field, and he took his observations and
speculations with him back to the East Coast, hoping to prompt further
investigations. He was intrigued, too, by the chemical content of a mineral
lick near Double-bay Camp, and he returned home with samples and had them
tested by a scientist.
Elsewhere, he pondered the sense of smell of the Dall sheep
and the more tenacious spawning habits of sockeye salmon, and he was awestruck
by the aggressiveness of a pair of ptarmigan in successfully defending their
brood against an attacking hawk.
Shiras spent the end of July and early August observing
moose, before climbing up the Cottonwood Creek trail, along the Marmot Lakes,
and down to the lower stretches of Benjamin Creek, near its confluence with the
Killey River, where Towle had a cabin in which he had lived during his
gold-mining days. Shiras spent about a week in this high country, observing and
photographing sheep in the mountains around Twin Lakes, as well as watching
brown bears, red foxes and hoary marmots.
He departed Skilak country in early September, with high
water necessitating his men to line the boats upriver through conditions much
more rugged than was customary, and his resultant article in the pages of National Geographic featured dozens of
photographs and many pages of keen observations about his experiences.
Among his final observations in the article, he noted that subsequent
hunting parties in the Skilak area had reported bad weather during the latter
half of September and throughout October. “So the above data must be taken
rather as an evidence of what the weather can be than what it is apt to be,” he
said, clearly appreciating his good fortune.
He finished with these words: “In conclusion, let us hope
that those interested in the permanent prosperity of the Kenai Peninsula
appreciate the value of an abundant and available supply of game-food animals
and fish, and understand how much the presence of this game has contributed to
its fame throughout the world…. Long after the last flake of gold has been
panned from the sands and the last blast has fractured the veins of quartz, the
Kenai Peninsula should continue to be the home of the giant moose and the place
where the sheep, the grouse, and the salmon are worth more in dollars and more
in life than all the visionary or fleeting fortunes beneath the soil.”
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