Waiting for Bigfoot
For more than forty years, a ten-by-ten-foot wooden box has been sitting deep in the heart of the Siskiyou National Forest, awaiting Sasquatch.
For more than forty years, a ten-by-ten-foot wooden box has been sitting deep in the heart of the Siskiyou National Forest, awaiting Sasquatch.
What color is time? Is it golden, like ancient pillars cast in clay, silt and sand that soar to the sky? Does it shimmer in cool overtones of blues and greens carved into precipitous claystone cathedrals? Is it swept with brushstrokes of russet, gold, olive, buff, and black, baked in the sun and burnished by innumerable seasons of rain and snow?
From steep, narrow couloirs and 5,000-foot lines to wide-open bowls and old-growth forests dappled with glades, the variety is as bottomless as the powder.
An interview with Portland Trail Blazer C.J. McCollum
Oregon landscape photographer Ben Canales goes outside and looks up.
The Oregon Coast is rich in mushrooms, shellfish and other wild foods. Known as “The People’s Coast” for its public beaches, the area is a bountiful outdoor pantry that’s open to anyone.
‘There’s something to be said about taking a leap of faith.’
For millennia, they’ve found refuge in the marshes and lakes of the Klamath Basin. But a century marked by drought and human intervention has left these birds consistently high and dry. How easy it is to fall in love with these extraordinary birds, and how hard it is not to care about their future.
Hike, Bike, Raft, Fish. Repeat.
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