The stench of wildfire smoke burned our nostrils as we unbuckled our sweaty pack belts. We’d hiked only a handful of miles but before either of us spoke, my buddy Frank Schultz and I both knew we ...

“Is this how it feels to die?” I asked myself, opening my eyes for a moment to watch crystal bits of heaven do a ballet in the Alaskan night. “I can’t be dying because this whole situation is too ...

At 23 pounds, Lew Bradley’s new comprehensive three-volume set about sheep hunting in Alaska weighs almost as much as the horns of a full-curl ram.

If you’ve been recreating out at Smith Rock State Park long enough, you may have seen a middle-aged man going up and over Misery Ridge, carrying 20 pounds in his backpack. That tired hiker may have ...