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Recreation

A Memory Worth Reliving

An essay by Eric CohenOn a cool November morning of September I, 1995, I awoke sitting in bed, glancing over at the calendar to my

A Youngster's Memory of Yosemite and Elvis Presley

An essay by Arlene Jamar Thinking about my first experience in the Sierra Nevada Mountains brought back memories of a family outing that was unique

My first visit to Lake Tahoe

An essay by Holger R. Hahn I moved to the Bay Area from Ontario Canada in the early 1970's. That alone was a big enough shock.

Bear Encounter in the Sierra Nevada

An essay by Cheryl Axton I was 28 years old and 6 weeks pregnant with my first child when I went on my first backpacking trip

Saucer, Frog, and Green Island Lakes

An essay by Tim Morgan I have traveled to many places in the Sierra throughout my 48 years as a resident of California. I enjoy

Sierra Nevada Alliance Annual Conference

Mark you calendars!  "Sustainable Sierra" is this year's theme at the 14th annual Sierra Nevada Alliance Conference.  Sustainability holds many meanings for different people and

My First Memory of the Sierra Nevada

An essay by Kathrine O’Toole One of my very first Sierra Nevada memories has to be Yosemite Valley. This was one of my first camping adventures.

Life Seasons in the Sierra Nevada

An essay by Patti Murphy Tiny Granite Creek Campground is tucked away in the Minarets Wilderness Area, south of Yosemite National Park and southwest of

Wildflower Hike

As a new resident to Nevada County, I finally experienced my formal welcome: walking Bridgeport's Buttermilk Trail and scoping out the wildflowers. Dressed in jeans

I'm Thankful. Yes, I am.

A chill is in the air here in Berkeley, where I live. The sky is a little darker each morning when I wake. My umbrella

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