Confessions of a morel hunter

The more I hunted morels, the more my connection to them, well, mushroomed. I suppose that’s natural. Yet that link has gone far deeper than I would have imagined possible.

Warming up to Wolverine in winter

While many people lament the Anchorage area’s mild and largely snow-poor winter, I have embraced what seems to be our region’s “new normal” and visited the mountains far more often than I ordinarily do during this time of year.

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