A few years ago in a city park on a summer night I stood beneath a broad, big-leafed sycamore watching half a dozen small owls flutter about like moths. They were almost near enough to touch and were apparently unconcerned with me. I was enraptured by them, by the mystery of what they were doing […]
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We put our raft in on the Upper Marsh Fork River under cloudy skies cloaking the 9,000-foot limestone peaks of the 700-mile-long Brooks Range in the Arctic National Wildlife Refuge (ANWR) in northern Alaska. The bush plane that dropped us off with 400 pounds of gear left us on a field of dewy tundra for a
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While overlooking the mudflats of Alaska’s Copper River Delta, I was reduced to being a slack-jawed gaper. It was May 4, high tide, and thousands upon thousands of shorebirds clustered just feet away. I should have been able to make a guess about how many there were, but I couldn’t. My skills as a field
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This is one festival you have to do,” Bill said, and when Bill says that, I listen. “Beautiful place. Great people. Fabulous birds. Unbelievable photo ops. And it’s an adventure getting there. You’re in a valley in the mountains with lakes.” I felt my pulse quicken. I looked at my calendar, took a deep breath,
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