Outdoors North: Lady Springtime may have hit the snooze alarm
“Meet me on the mountain when the winter lays her head to rest,” — Gary Richrath As the gray morning wore on, I was heading west across the peninsula with a cold wind putting a snap in the springtime air. Watching the sides of the road, I was surprised to see many of the small creeks and streams flowing still well within their banks despite a good deal of the snowpack now melting or already gone. In many a past springtime, these waterways would be unapproachable, consumed and swollen, flooded and roaring. The miles ahead would explain the phenomenon as the farther into big ...