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About Us
Gary and Jeanne Porter, owners of Bald Mountain Air Service, are real Alaskans! This might sound strange but it’s rare to meet Alaskans who were born and raised here, much less be able to claim several generations reaching back as far as the last Ice Age!
The picture of the Eskimo women and the little girl are Jeanne’s mother, grandmother and great aunt at their fish camp on the Arctic coast about 1934. The structure behind them is a traditional coastal Eskimo sod hut reinforced with whale bones and canvas. Jeanne’s heritage has given her an instinctual connection to the cycles of nature, the land and its wildlife.
The family has a long history of romantic adventure and some must have rubbed off on Gary. Bush flying was an important necessity in the years after statehood and the bug was easy to catch. The guide service used a small Piper Cub to supply the camps and it proved irresistible. Over 16,000 hours and 40 years of Alaskan bush flying later, Gary has intimate knowledge of almost every river and stream in Alaska.
Gary’s parents had a business giving visitors guided tours, and as a young boy, Gary had to wake up early and get the horses and mules ready for the day. The local pilot made a huge impression on him, he adds. "I can remember waiting for days in bad weather for our local pilot to bring us news and supplies from town. When he would finally show up, he was the most important guy around. Always clean-shaven and always with a candy bar. I would look at those mules and look at that airplane. I couldn’t wait to change professions! I did — and never looked back at those mules!" Gary learned to fly when he was just 11 or 12 years old. His parents had a beautiful Piper J3 they used in their guiding business. "I just couldn’t keep my hands off it," he says. "I was lucky and learned how to fly when I was just a kid. When I first flew into Fort Yukon I thought, “Wow, what a place!’ I could visualize all the tough people who had scrounged up and down these rivers and streams looking for Gary remembers asking his grandmother if she knew Soapy Smith, the most famous bad guy in the Yukon. "Oh, heavens no," she told him. "They killed Soapy in ’98 and I wasn’t even born until ’99. How old do you think I am anyway?" Since those early years in the interior, Gary has hauled the mail, flown for the government, and taken thousands of people to thousands of places, doing a thousand different things in every part of Alaska. For the past 20 years, he’s been flying southcentral and western Alaska doing just what his father predicted — flying and taking people to see their native country. His father also predicted that someday people would come to Alaska just to take pictures, enjoy themselves and “leave the hides on those poor old bears!” |
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