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Swimming in the Dark
Anchor the "Little Dipper." Slip into the wetsuit and step carefully down the swim ladder into the blue-black water of Lake Superior. That sudden, bracing sting of cold that passes as you remind yourself to just breathe in and out, floating alone in the largest lake...
Eyes in the Dark
It was three a.m. and the northern lights were out. I had anchored the Little Dipper just off shore, slipped into my wetsuit, and swam to a flat rock off the north end of Basswood Island in the Apostles to photograph Honeymoon Rock against a backdrop of aurora.
Earth Day History in a Sock Drawer
There are a lot of Earth Day posts out there but I’ll bet that few of them revolve around a 100 year-old man’s dresser drawer. Several years ago I was honored to spend an afternoon interviewing 100 year-old Julian Nelson, a prime figure in the creation of the Apostle...
THIS LAND OF LIGHT: An Artist in the Midnight Sun
(paintings by Margaret Florence Ludwig) THIS LAND OF LIGHT: An Artist in the Midnight Sun To see the world like an artist, spend time with artists. Years ago, I was asked to contribute a chapter to a National Geographic Society book on the national parks of Canada. I...
Fog Visions
FOG VISION: Some questions only become clear when you are lost in the fog There is nothing to do but watch. Like an avalanche of clouds, the fogbank spills off the peaks of the Brooks Range and swallows us, cutting off the horizons as surely as a shroud. Moments ago,...
WEAVING WATER: The Aesthetics of Rivers
The light in the canyon at this hour makes the river flow like braided strands of the morning sky. It is early, too early, and I am up and sitting at the edge of the river watching. Behind me, the canoes are pulled far up on shore and turned over; in the dim light...
The Lost Arch: What is the Role of Mystery in Wild Places?
rThe Lost Arch: Guidebooks are fine but the best directions come scribbled on a napkin There were, by my count, 27 different hikes listed on the trail brochure the ranger had given me. The shelves of the park visitor center were crammed with guidebooks spelling out...
On Assignment: Fly Like an Eagle, or the Time I Almost Flew, Sort Of
(Photo of the author “flying” by Ken Kochey) We all have them: dreams of flying untethered to the earth, spreading our miraculous suddenly-sprouted wings to soar as gracefully as a bird, rising weightlessly on a puff of wind to escape our earthbound selves. And then,...
Dancing With the Devil
A Photographic Moment: Dancing with the Devil Let me just say right from the outset here that none of what follows was my idea. But then, I didn’t say “no” either. January of 2017 in northern Wisconsin had all the teeth of a normal northern winter – storms, wind,...
On Assignment: A Glacier, a Legend, and a Hummingbird
Being a writer is not always about the landscape. Sometimes, the greatest thing about it is the people you meet. How often, for instance, do you get to meet a legend? I was on assignment for my book TREASURES OF ALASKA, trying to arrange a helicopter to take me up to...