Outdoors

Matt Brinkman knew something was off as soon as he pulled the wing and tail out of the brown paper bag.

The hair-shedding cousin of the wolf lounging on your couch may have a wild reason for barking at the postman or howling when an ambulance, fire engine or police car streaks by with its siren blaring.

Fly fishing

In the spring of 1990, when I was 11 years old and newly minted in the public school system, I hammered out an essay on purple paper with an ancient typewriter.

A northern flicker flashes its wing near Usk, Washington, in this March 13 photo by Nia Patton.

Spokane's biggest outdoor show is here. 

The season is over at Spokane’s backyard ski hill.

The clip with the wolves made Ellery Vincent jump out of her chair.

The Washington State Parks and Recreation Commission is seeking public feedback on the future of one of the closest state parks to Seattle.

Old printers, paper jams and disappearing ink have conspired to usher in a major change for Washington hunters and anglers.

I have long said that my church is the one with mountains as disciples and trees as parishioners. After a childhood of cultish exposure to faith, in which righteousness and scripture were used as tools of justification for the unjustifiable, it has always been nature that I found most miraculous, most promising of power and purpose greater than one’s own misunderstood life.

Fly Fishing

A red-winged blackbird calls at sunrise on March 1 at Turnbull National Wildlife Refuge in this photo by David Bessen.

The panel that oversees Washington’s fish and game agency is meeting this week in Walla Walla.

One of the Forest Service roads in North Idaho that was hammered by flooding in December is drivable again.

The Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife is continuing to add recreational facilities to popular sites at the Asotin Wildlife Area.

National forests across the country launched a hiring blitz last month for seasonal workers, a move that follows a freeze on hiring similar positions that lasted more than a year.

Sitting in a float tube on Dry Falls Lake didn’t exactly make my toes go numb, but it was close.

This circuitous tale, that connects a massive bison bull across 140 years of American history begins in 1886, when getting a message across Montana was a life-threatening task.