Matthew Komatsu
matthewkomatsu.bsky.social
Matthew Komatsu
@matthewkomatsu.bsky.social
Writer, tenkara fly fisher, nordic skier. Alaska, baby.
I’d love to read the writer’s version of this, provided it involves mercurial agents and editors
February 8, 2025 at 4:35 AM
No context whatsoever, but I climbed a mountain called Denali in 2013. We were the first ascent that season, which was also the 100th anniversary of the mountain’s first ascent. It’s the one on the right of the picture below, if you’re wondering.
January 22, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Swear to Illuvatar — I don’t know where The Ethicist finds these people.
January 15, 2025 at 7:58 PM
From my snotsicle to yours: Happy New Year.
January 2, 2025 at 9:21 PM
Looking forward to writing a post about the sundogs I encountered on my ski yesterday.
December 29, 2024 at 6:25 PM
My 30k classic ski bids thee good day.
December 29, 2024 at 2:19 AM
I caught a glimpse of a rainbow across Cook Inlet during today’s nordic ski, and it was a lovely surprise.
December 22, 2024 at 10:59 PM
New free post on my Substack (Dad Bod). I’d be grateful if you read and consider subscribing:

matthewkomatsu.substack.com/p/winter-lig...
December 21, 2024 at 9:23 PM
“Our landings in the Cherbourg-Havre area have failed to gain a satisfactory foothold and I have withdrawn the troops. My decision to attack at this time and place was based upon the best information available...If any blame or fault attaches to the attempt it is mine alone.”
December 15, 2024 at 5:14 AM
Oh, boy — the kids are in for a stocking treat this year!
December 13, 2024 at 8:52 PM
Not today, Skynet.
December 13, 2024 at 1:06 AM
As the Anchorage Nordic skiing trails have disappeared under an abominable and persistent South Pacific low over the past week, I can hardly be blamed for thinking about the last fish I landed before the ice set in.
December 13, 2024 at 1:00 AM
In case you were wondering, not what a tsunami looks like.
December 12, 2024 at 4:41 PM
If you’re looking at his and thinking, that dude doesn’t look thrilled to be doing intervals while an Arctic high takes a frosty dump on Alaska: You’re correct.
January 26, 2024 at 5:12 AM
I used to think cross country runners were head cases. Then I woke up one day and found myself wearing spandex at 46 years of age, trying to keep my bits from freezing at the start line of a nordic race, and finally: Thinking I should just suck it up for an hour when 25% of my equipment failed.
January 22, 2024 at 7:57 PM
There is entirely too little nordic skiing content on this website. So here’s a pic I snapped of a local jerk with no regard for the classic tracks.
January 14, 2024 at 5:40 AM
There are ghouls here too. Pics posted are from 3.11, not the quake today.
January 2, 2024 at 12:59 AM
My cubs wish you all a Happy New Year.
January 1, 2024 at 3:48 AM
-2F/-17C. Time for the annual frosty stache selfie.
December 30, 2023 at 2:59 AM
Vej-uh-tuh-beel? Vej-tuh-bile?
December 29, 2023 at 1:34 AM
What kind of sociopath does this?
December 26, 2023 at 8:59 PM
Merry Christmas from Alaska, nerds. Not pictured: New York strips on the other end of the table. And a salad, of course. Oh and crispy smashed taters, precious.
December 25, 2023 at 3:22 AM