20s & 30s

When Kamala Harris announced in January that she’s seeking the 2020 Democratic nomination for president, the news coverage I saw homed right in on the campaign message that will soon appear on roadsides all across America. kamala harris for the people, it read, recalling the way the former San Francisco district attorney would announce herself…

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When Mike Carmon decided to propose to his girlfriend, Jesse Jameson, he picked one of the most remote peaks in New Hampshire for the setting: West Bond, in the Pemigewasset Wilderness.  For these two veterans of the White Mountains (Carmon was then the operations director for the Mount Washington Observatory, and Jameson is the group…

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I push off from Tubby Hook’s sandy beach into the Hudson River. My orange Dagger kayak rocks alongside my friend Cathy’s white Necky in the black ripples here, at the northern tip of Manhattan. Although it’s still cool at 8:30 in the morning, I’m prepared for a long, hot August day.  I can see New…

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It’s 3 a.m., and I’m huddled in my car. Outside the safety of this metal box, Mother Nature is releasing her wrath. Rain and snow are pouring sideways; the wind roars with a vengeance; and thunder and lightning boom, crash, and flash like dueling percussionists in the sky. In the distant shadows, I see my…

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If you happen to leave an outside light on overnight at this time of year, you may be greeted by one of our silk moth species in the morning. This male Polyphemus moth (Antheraea polyphemus) was photographed at the AMC Pinkham Notch Visitor Center one early July morning. With a wing span of 4-6 sizes…

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Twenty-seven men and women stand in a rigid line, backs straight and eyes ahead, attuned to the instructor up front. As she calls out directions, the line begins to dissolve. “If it’s most important for you to reach your goal in the outdoors, step to the left,” she tells them. “If it’s most important that…

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I spent the first day of 2017 filling my lungs with crisp winter air near New Paltz, N.Y., with two fellow rock climbers. That morning, the three of us had trudged through empty woodland and ground covered by 4 inches of fresh snow to the quartz cliffs, where the freezing rock—in some places, still covered…

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While staying at Joe Dodge Lodge, I explored the woods beside the beaver pond across the road. Deep snow earlier that week revealed recent animal activity— red squirrel middens, snowshoe hare scat, and wind-blown otter tracks along shore. I set up 2 wildlife cameras to see what might venture by overnight.   In the morning I set…

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What a glorious day last Friday was and since I had to work the evening shift, I took advantage of it and got out for my first spring hike!!! I headed down to my stomping ground in Evans Notch (ME Route 113 is open!) and hiked Spruce Hill on the side of Speckled Mountain. I…

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As a child, whenever I asked to play outside, the answer was almost always, “No.” I spent the first four years of my life in a neighborhood of Section 8 housing in South Texas. My mother was chiefly concerned with my safety, of course, and in her eyes, safety and playing outside were mutually exclusive….

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