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Walk This Way
5/1/2014 7:00:00 AM
Wouldn’t it be great if America had a cross-country trail where hikers could ramble from coast to coast, meeting locals and bonding over shared experiences? Actually, we already do. And it’s as close as your own backyard.
School's (Far) Out
1/2/2014 7:00:00 AM
It rose. It shined. It was ahead of its time. For a few bright, hopeful years, the New Morning School brought independent alternative education to a cadre of curious, fed-up teenagers (and their even more fed-up parents). And then the rest of the public school system caught on. Kind of. A founder looks back with pride.
Myth Adventures on the Sasquatch Trail
4/1/2013 12:00:00 PM
A cool December drizzle dampened the fallen leaves
on a trail through the woods in Thornton Park at the edge of Morrow, Ohio. It was early afternoon and we were heading to the bank of Todd’s Fork, to a spot on the tributary where several months before, according to a fisherman, a large, hairy, two-legged creature threw rocks in his direction, scrambled up a steep knife ridge, and vanished into the forest.
3/1/2013 12:00:00 PM
I still remember the first time
I walked down the steps into the crowded Wise Owl Coffeehouse in the basement of the Calhoun Street YMCA on the University of Cincinnati campus. It was a Sunday night, and I was a Xavier University student with a Gibson LGO stuffed in the trunk of my Austin-Healey Sprite, always ready to sing one of the hundreds of tunes I’d memorized. The rays of a spotlight poked through the cigarette haze as a long-haired girl sang Joan Baez’s “Silver Dagger.” I knew instantly that I had found a home for my musical passion. I couldn’t have predicted that it would last for the next 50 years.
Hogs Gone Wild
11/1/2012 12:00:00 PM
Brian Hughes, a burly ex-Marine
and veteran hunter, sat on a camouflage camp stool staring down at the corn field below through an infrared scope mounted on his .30-06 rifle. A crescent moon dipped behind the thick-wooded ridgeline in front of us as I sat cross-legged on my jacket, feeling the heft of a .454 six-shooter on my hip, a weapon I take to Alaska each summer for bear defense. That makes me sound like one tough hombre. The truth is I’ve never actually fired a weapon at a living thing, save for a few small birds when I was a kid.
It's Not About the Birds
5/1/2012 12:00:00 PM
On March 29, 2011, Matt Stenger woke up stiff and achy from another cold night in the back seat of his 2006 Ford Escape. He looked out the window and across the shortgrass prairie of southwest Kansas’s Cimarron National Grassland, where he had pulled over for the night, and asked himself, “What did I do?”
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