It’s almost heaven—and the state is so big that you could spend years exploring it. Here’s where to start.
Time Off » Outdoor Adventures
August 14, 2014
May 16, 2014
During the 1960s, when Sean Gallagher was 16, his mother took him fishing for steelhead on the Skagit River in northern Washington State, on the Canadian border. In the young Gallagher—now a retired teacher living in the shadow of Mount Rainier—the experience ignited a passionate pursuit of the giant sea-run rainbow trout.
February 24, 2014
To witness world-class dogsled racing, you don’t have to fly all the way to frigid Fairbanks to watch the Alaska Open North American Championship or stand at the crowded finish of the Anchorage Fur Rendezvous.
November 26, 2013
No matter where you live, you're likely to feel a million miles from home here.
November 12, 2013
Aldo Leopold, The famous 20th century wildlife biologist and conservationist, summed up perfectly the lure and lore of ruffed grouse: “There are two kinds of hunting. Ordinary hunting and ruffed-grouse hunting.” Leopold knew. He pioneered modern wildlife management in Wisconsin, where this beautiful bronze creature of the forest edge is known as the king of game birds.
June 13, 2013
I sit in the fighting chair aboard the 33-foot charter sport-fishing boat Reel Addiction, mesmerized by the churning wash of a stream of white bubbles into the clear, sapphire-blue South Pacific Ocean. Behind and above me on the bridge, at the helm, is skipper Steve Campbell, a 60-year-old tanned and sinewy ex-New Zealander.
February 7, 2013
The New York Times recently pointed to the Cascade Mountains as the beneficiary of 110 inches of precipitation during March and April each year, declaring Stevens Pass “a prime place for spring skiing.” Well, some years. Other years, what falls is rain. The snow gets slushy. I know. It’s my neck of the woods. I live an easy two hours’ drive from Stevens.
October 18, 2012
Eighty miles off the Venezuela coast, the little jet dipped its wing, giving me a stunning view in the February sunshine of a place called Los Roques: three great igneous rock formations surrounded by brilliant blue water, green mangrove strips and thousands of shimmering white sandbars.
July 23, 2012
“The thrill never ceases,” said kayaking enthusiast Monica Gokey of Missoula, Mont. “One minute you are at the top of a rapid, the next you’re hurtling through the crashing spray. The river moves around you. “The exhilaration isn’t so much in the speed,” she added. “Mentally, you slow it all down. You learn to anticipate what’s ahead by looking down current and literally reading the river. I can see rocks a quarter-mile ahead. The thrill is the skill you develop at navigating the whitewater.
January 24, 2012
I've hunted wild ducks, grouse, pheasants and other game birds with varying levels of enthusiasm for 40 years. But I had never seen anything like this: two resplendent four-foot-tall adult male wild turkeys, all bronze and black and iridescent, galloping on stilt-like legs across a cattle pasture the size of two football fields.
“Let me be straight with you. What I'd rather have is an airplane. We just had a third kid. I don't like flying commercial. I like to take my family to Hawaii. When I go east, I'd like to have pilots I know. ”
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