"If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere."
As long as I've been conscious of four seasons, autumn has been my favorite.
It's a rare thing to go into the depths of hell and return uplifted, but if you enter Hells Canyon, the deepest gorge in North America, with respect and an open mind, that's what you'll experience.
I've never been one to climb mountains just to say I've been there. For me, mountains are powerful metaphors, so I always approach them with forethought and intent.
What is it about water that lifts the human spirit?
Standing atop Hobart Bluff, I'm reminded of the four sacred mountains of the Navajo — Mount Taylor, the San Francisco Peaks, Mount Hesperus and Blanca Peak — marking the traditional...
From the bluffs, filled with grasses, Douglas irises and seashore lupines, the horizon stretches to a panorama of headlands, sand, offshore rocks and ocean.
I stand in a cluster of wildflowers — shooting stars, scarlet fritillaries and larkspurs — their violets, reds and purples dappling the gray-tan ground in a forest of Oregon white oaks.
I am out of breath from the climb, a cold breeze whipping across my face.
There is no perfect hiking guide. I've looked long and hard, and have yet to find one that isn't flawed in some way.
Dave Rawlings steps into the spotlight with his new album, "A Friend of a Friend." The...
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