Archive of: Mountain Echoes

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My driveway, my obsession None 2011

My driveway, my obsession

Everyone has an obsession of sorts, like watching old episodes of Seinfeld on television, eating chocolate, or playing with the iPhone.

Christmas in Alaska at 30 below  December Issue 4 2011

Christmas in Alaska at 30 below

At mid-day the sun hung wearily above the southern horizon, casting an orange-red glow across the frozen, snow-covered lake.

Tactical shopper performs surgical strikes December Issue 3 2011

Tactical shopper performs surgical strikes

To balance last week’s column on Black Friday “shopper-hunters,” we continue this week with a primer on how to strategize and implement tactical Christmas shopping...

Phone-mail 2011—a telephone odyssey December Issue 1 2011

Phone-mail 2011—a telephone odyssey

I guess we have to face it.

And then there was wind… November Issue 4 2011

And then there was wind…

The recent wind storm summoned memories of my childhood in Seward...

Can air travel get any worse? November Issue 3 2011

Can air travel get any worse?

One thing I like about human beings is that we’re mostly optimists who believe things will get better. But when it comes to air travel, I don’t think so.

Never take Alaska for granted November Issue 2 2011

Never take Alaska for granted

I’m probably preaching to the choir, because when I recently asked several people where they would like to live if they could live anywhere in the world, most of them quickly responded: “Alaska.”

Winter is only three months long November Issue 1 2011

Winter is only three months long

This piece has appeared in the Star before, but I think it merits an encore in that it’s relevant to our physical and mental health.

Spare me from the dentist’s chair October Issue 4 2011

Spare me from the dentist’s chair

In the movies when the bad-guy torturer gets out the dentist drill to extract information from his captive, I have to look away.

Savoring autumn before the whiteness comes October Issue 3 2011

Savoring autumn before the whiteness comes

The air was crisp and cold as I biked along the Eklutna Lakeside trail, savoring the very last moments of autumn.