Cody Cowan is a fifth-generation Ketchikan fisherman. He’s standing near a boat his grandfather built on the Bar Harbor North floats, a city-owned harbor dock, talking to other fishermen on a clear, snowy day. He’s furious.
“It’s getting bad,” Cowan says, to nods and echoes from the other men. “And there’s a lot of people just done with it. Like me. Honestly, I’m just done with it.”
