THE LITTLE YELLOW AIRPLANE

A CLOSE CALL IN THE TAYLOR MOUNTAINS What do you call a really steep hillside that plunges down to the bottom of a steep, deep canyon? Not quite a cliff, but nearly. There is just such a hillside at the bottom of the gravel runway at the Taylor Mountain Mine. The...

Biking the Denali Highway

…with the Young and the Restless “What kind of wildlife encounter will we experience?” That was my biggest question when we began our bicycle trip on the Denali Highway with our 11-year-old grandson. With that in mind, the three of us carried bear spray at our...

The Traverse, Part I

Blazing a Trail in the Eastern Alaska Range “Adventure is a dish that is best eaten takeout, in the comfort of one’s own home…” – Michael Cabon The “slip”—like all dumb-ass moments in my life—is perversely burned into my memory. One step too far in a rapidly...

The Traverse: Part II

Persevering through the Eastern Alaska Range I gave them an out. It had rained all night long and, as I shivered through the endless grey summer night curled up under the upper half of my old down sleeping bag—the lower half, a soggy ball of feathers leftover from an...

Denali, In All Her Glory

For more than 20 years Denali has loomed over me and I’ve felt a sense of pride from living near North America’s tallest peak. However, Denali always seemed like an attraction for non-residents, so I’d done little more than admire it from a distance while driving to...

Booty Road Part II

Walking the Iditarod Trail, the long journey to Nome As you may recall from the first part of my story , I was walking to Nome following the Iditarod Trail with a goal to raise money for a friend who was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Richard Redford didn’t have...

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