Iliamna Fish Co. is a family-owned cooperative; we’ve been fishing together on the Bering Sea in Bristol Bay, Alaska for four generations. In 2008, following the example of farming friends, we started a CSA in our boats’ catch. Individuals can now join us in our sustainably-managed wild sockeye salmon fishery, as shareholders in our harvest.
“It’s from here — where there are rusted canning vessels, broken boardwalks and literal human skulls poking out of the ground — that a group of fishermen are helping to change what it means to catch fish in Bristol Bay.”
Alaska Dispatch News“This month, hundreds of city dwellers will troop to cold-storage warehouses in Southeast Portland and Williamsburg, Brooklyn, armed with coolers and tote bags, to claim fish harvested in a place where the lumberjack look is worn without irony. The Iliamna Fish Company bases its hopes on these self-motivated consumers, in a variation on the now familiar community supported agriculture (CSA) model.”
Portland Monthly“One longtime supporter is David Shea, co-owner and chef at Applewood in Brooklyn, N.Y. “We don't use frozen anything and would never think of salmon because it is not local and it is a cliche. And then we met Christopher,” Shea says. “Philosophically, he is just like all of the growers we use. He catches, freezes, ships it himself. The fish is sashimi quality.”
The Wall Street Journal“Now, members of Dancing Roots Farm — Sirkin's CSA — also can preorder Alaskan sockeye salmon from Bristol Bay. Carley Shaut, 31, of Parkrose jumped at the chance. “Shari sent out an e-mail a month ahead of time — it was a pretty easy decision for us to make.” The offer was 20-plus pounds of sockeye — filleted, flash-frozen and vacuum packed — from a sustainable Bristol Bay fishery.”
Oregonian FOODdayFor close to a century, Mr. Nicolson’s big extended family has fished each summer in Bristol Bay, home to the largest red-salmon fishery on the planet. His grandmother, who is Athabascan, was born in the region. His brother used to joke that the family were like fish themselves, drawn by instinct to the mouth of the granite-colored Kvichak River, year after year.
The New York Times