It was a smoke-choked, triple-digit August Sunday, a day I will never forget. The McNally fire had burned for weeks in Sequoia National Park, its smoke drifting across the Sierra Nevada where it collected like a fog bank in the pocket of the Owens Valley. We were in the Buttermilks most of the day arriving [...]
Norman Clyde: the vanishing Victorian
With a degree in Classic Literature, an old army hat, and great physical endurance, Norman Clyde became a living legend. He drove nails into the soles of his boots for traction, so slick rock, ice and other obstacles could not keep him from reaching the summits of the mountains he wanted to climb. On cold [...]




