Morel Challenges

An amateur Alaskan mushroom hunter learns of resilience and revival. By Ken Marsh “There is something inscrutably satisfying about finding a good patch of morel mushrooms that travels far beyond their excellent flavor, perhaps a trace of the glad hearts of hungry earlier gatherers in the long weary path of evolution.”   – Jim Harrison“The SummerContinue reading “Morel Challenges”

The Pink Ribbon Trail

A cop remembers.* By Ken Marsh There in the heart of autumn, that transient season roaring with color, air sweet with berries, hills and skies alive with wild creatures, hung Jessica. By her neck. From a very old, white-barked birch. A hunter stalking moose in the forests north of Trapper Creek found her suspended byContinue reading “The Pink Ribbon Trail”

Wolfpack

By Ken Marsh “When sorrows come, they come not single spies. But in battalions!”  – William Shakespeare, “Hamlet” The wolves didn’t hesitate. Four of them, three grays and a smokey-black converged on the moose. Two of the grays lunged for the throat, another snapped at an ear – and for a moment hung from it, tugging –Continue reading “Wolfpack”