All at once, everything starts to dance—the spruce trees sway, the aspen leaves rattle, my ears become coils of twisting air—until the wind moves on and I’m left wondering what exactly it was that touched me. … More what the wind does
Sometime in the 1970s, Stewart met with a famous psychic who told him he had an orange aura. Supposedly, one of the chief features of orange-aura-people is procrastination. The psychic said Stewart would always put things off until the last possible moment, but then he’d do a great job. Based on that characteristic alone, I could tell you that my aura … More what color is your aura?
The hills here at home are turning gold and every day someone asks when we’re going to Alaska. Unlike last year’s big adventure, I won’t head north until summer’s almost over, at the tail-end of August. Stewart will go earlier, but I have two reasons for waiting. … More summer is coming
Yes, there are bears. Most years when we get to the cabin, we find some evidence that bears have visited while we were away: claw marks on the front steps, rain barrels pitched into the forest, swipes taken at the lid of the cold hole (the in-ground chamber where we store food that needs refrigeration), … More are there bears?
In the six-million acre wilderness of Denali National Park, there’s just one road. It’s 92 miles long, running parallel to the Alaska Range from the Denali Park Wilderness Access Center to a place I very much want to see some day, called Wonder Lake. During peak visitor season, usually late May through mid-September, cars may drive only … More a walk on the denali park road
I thought about calling this post “without a leg,” because I’ve been feeling that way — nothing solid to stand on — since I got off the ferry three days ago. Friday night was particularly bad. The ground seemed to rise up and drop away with every step, and I had to hold on to … More the last leg