“After a week or more out here you begin to understand why coyote is always grinning.”                                           –  a bit of wisdom scribbled at the hot springs shack It is a predictable condition for Pacific North westerners. After months …

My relationship with winter is complicated. I want to delight in it, I want to feel its sting, I want to fear its ruthlessness, and ultimately I want to wish it on its way. Having played hard in New York’s frozen Adirondacks much of my early adult life, mild Bellingham winters leave me wanting. I discovered that renting lookout cabins …