The calendar reads spring, but in the far north winter still holds its grasp upon the land. Nights are frigid, … More
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Becoming a Hunter
Growing up in suburban Chicago, there aren’t many opportunities for hunting. The metropolitan area is filled with human activity and … More
Migration
The calf remained nestled among the tussock sedges. The cow licked the calf’s hair cleaning it of fluids. A few … More
Rotting Away
Rusted cans poke out of the sphagnum moss, their visibility diminishing year by year as they become swallowed by vegetation. … More
A Night Out
My bed was covered in gear. Sleeping bag and pads, big puffy jacket, light jacket, puffy pants, stove, kick wax, … More
The Hunt
Note: This is a work of fiction. However, some of the writing was inspired by real events. As the rain … More
40 Below
January 19 I wake in the morning to a warm room. A relief. Two of the past three days have … More
Looking for Ducks
On a rise above the lake, I watched as the duck turned. I had been sighted and it started paddling … More
The Snowshoe Hare
Born in early summer, the hare had witnessed the onslaught of predators from above. During these warm months, goshawks, great … More
Return of the Sun
Early afternoon, on December 3rd, the sun sets below the horizon for the last time in Wiseman, Alaska. There it … More