Outdoors

The gray wolf population in Washington bounced back last year after recording its first decline in 16 years.

There’s no way to know exactly how many trees fell in the forest over the past few months, regardless of whether they made a sound.

For three years, a key connection for visitors to Mount St. Helens has been closed due to a landslide.

Spring has sprung, and Spokane County residents can find a new-to-them ride to enjoy all season long this Saturday.

Fly fishing

There are enough wise quotes about the dangers of comparison, one would think we’d know better. It’s one of those bad habits that are often discouraged, but without guidance on what to replace it with.

A ringneck pheasant speeds away at Saltese Flats on April 3 in this photo by Terry Sanborn.

The panel that oversees the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife will meet this week, the first such gathering since one of its members sued the top administrators at the agency it oversees.

The Couse wolf pack won’t be targeted for repeated lethal attacks on cattle near Anatone, Washington, this spring.

Wildlife officials are investigating the illegal killing of two elk at a state park in North Idaho.

Idaho’s rules that govern the use of technology in hunting were spiked and then reinvented with only minor tweaks by the state’s Legislature.

Not far inside the Nisqually entrance to Mount Rainier National Park is the Longmire Historic District, which once housed the park headquarters. Nestled inside Longmire is a mountain lodge called the National Park Inn, Mount Rainier’s only year-round lodging option. Somehow, even though its obvious and chalet-like curb appeal is absolutely impossible to miss while driving Paradise Valley Road ...

There will be water in the rivers this summer, but there might not be much of it.

A ranch hand shot and killed a wolf attacking cattle near Anatone on Friday and the state is considering removing more wolves there.

Fly fishing

A river otter cruises at Saltese Flats near Spokane Valley on Monday in this photo by Jerry Rolwes.

Every time I visit my grandmother, Marge, she offers me treasures from her life, as if she knows she is readying for a journey upon which they cannot be carried. This house that was once a symbol of the American Dream and fiscal responsibility and scraping the last molecules of butter off the dish (for they were also children of the Depression), is beginning to echo with premature goodbyes.