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Walking Alone – The Duck Test

Walking Alone – The Duck Test

Alone, I walk the wooded path along the edge of the pond. A light rain is falling, and I am pondering if the piles of wood chips next to the...
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Walking Alone – A Different Kind of Luxury

Walking Alone – A Different Kind of Luxury

I am standing alone next to the lodge where last September, in the final crepuscular moments of a long summer, I crouched in silence watching a beaver slip out of...
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Walking Alone in a Chihulean Wonderland

Walking Alone in a Chihulean Wonderland

The moon is setting over Admiralty Island and the sun is about to rise over the coastal range when I arrive at the trailhead. I am surprised to see a...
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Walking Alone, Leaving Butt Prints

Walking Alone, Leaving Butt Prints

The first light of this day is a few minutes old when I turn off the road into the Breeze In. Vowing not to visit a store until I need...
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Walking Alone with a Couple Old Friends

Walking Alone with a Couple Old Friends

Alone, I walk along the snow-covered boardwalk, pausing to look up the shallow, swift creek spilling its way through the moraines, where the roots of alder, willow, and cottonwood trees...
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Walking Alone – Creating Ripples

Walking Alone – Creating Ripples

Cautiously, I transfer my weight to the snow, and find that rising temperatures and a new layer of flakes have softened it since my last visit. Forty-eight hours ago, just...
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Walking Alone – First Black Bear Edition

Walking Alone – First Black Bear Edition

Boot spikes crunch loudly in the hard, crusted snow, drowning out the calls of varied thrushes. Pausing to listen, I smile and feel my beard stiffening with a building coat...
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Walking Alone, Hearing Voices

Walking Alone, Hearing Voices

Alone, I walk the snow-covered path from the trailhead, over the Fish Creek bridge and through the shaded wood until I come to the pond where I pause in the...
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Still Walking Alone

Still Walking Alone

Alone, I walk the narrow plank trail zigzagging through the beaver pond. The snow has melted away, and where earth is exposed, the yellow-green heads of skunk cabbage peek from...
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