Muir’s Alaska
We were supposed to fly to Kantishna, but the sky was heavy with rain. Too low, too low, with no visibility, we were not allowed to fly. Instead, we drove two hours to the gates of Denali National Park where we boarded a rattling school bus piloted by a guy with a perfect radio announcer …
Postcard from Alaska
My travels were paid for by Alaska Tourism. Alaskans have a really complicated relationship with their government and they will tell you all about it. Repeatedly and in great detail. It is possible to eat salmon every day for a week and not get tired of it. Distance is relative. I’m sure there’s an equation …
In the Sky
I don’t put much stock in horoscopes but a few things amuse me. I’m a Capricorn – that’s the mountain goat – and we’re supposedly stubborn and ambitious. We’re climbers, and though I know that’s meant to be figurative, I like to take it literally, especially when I’m above the tree line. I am slow …
Nature’s Grace
As soon as I was old enough, I made plans to take a road trip to a secluded spot in Northern California that I had fallen in love with while on a family trip years before. I remembered that the confluence of the two rivers where we rafted was called Ishi Pishi Point, and I …