Willmarth's mountain bike proved valuable, although he had to stop frequently to let his brakes cool during the 14-mile trip down the mountain. Swinging around the rock outcrop crowding the turn in ...
THE FOG rolls up the mountain, hiding the old-growth forest below us and smothering any hopes we might have had of spotting a ...
This story, “My Goat Was High,” appeared in the August 1970 issue of Outdoor Life. RON MARTIN WAS NOT the silent type of guide. He lowered his 6X binoculars and gave me a dry grin. “There are your ...
Though goats were plentiful in the Haines area, few nonresidents hunted there, and guides were scarce. The game regulations prohibited nonresidents from hunting goats with out a guide. Finally ...
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