Early Winter Hikes: Grab ‘em When You Can

There is a transition period before full-­‐on winter, for which I’ve coined an acronym—BSS.  Don’t be alarmed. It means Before Skis and Snowshoes.  This is the period after the first

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Landscapes Change With The Seasons, And So Do We

One day we’re hiking into Hanging Valley-­‐-­‐ a side valley accessed from the South Fork Valley trail—in a landscape of browns and yellows and reds, the colors of autumn. Overnight,

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Wind Rules The Day On Ship Lake Pass hike

All day long, from the beginning of our 12-­‐mile trek until the end, the wind was in control. It dictated how many layers of clothing to wear, where we’d stop

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“The Living Room” Comes Alive At Jitters With Local Literary Talent

Poetry, prose, fiction and non-­‐fiction converge each month at Jitters Coffee Shop when local residents, including some writers from Anchorage and other areas, share their work at a unique gathering

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Preparing For Winter Is Mostly Psychological

Here in suburban Eagle River, we have natural gas, so I don’t have to cut and split wood in preparation for winter like my parents did when they lived at

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Wildlife Hunting With A Camera Is A Highly Rewarding Endeavor

I don’t pretend to be a good wildlife photographer, particularly when comparing my shots to those in ALASKA magazine and other publications. But with limited equipment-­‐-­‐a point-­‐and-­‐shoot camera-­‐-­‐ and a

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Here Are Some Relatively Easy Hikes In Preparation For Some Tougher Ones

Having spent somewhat long rehabilitations after two arthroscopic surgeries on my left knee, I fully subscribe to the adage “you must learn to walk before you can run.” That sentiment

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Seizing One Of The Last Autumn Days, A Hike To The Williwaw Lakes

On a cool and crystal clear morning of August 19, Monday, a working day for most people, there was an unexpectedly large number of cars in the Glen Alps parking

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Return to “Flag Mountain” Offers A Nice Autumn Retreat

The blueberry bushes were rolled out across the mountainsides like red carpets on the morning of September 13 as I crossed over Mt. Eklutna at 4,110 feet and followed the ridge

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