Dec. 2008 By Joyce Campbell John Rohrer has been searching for five months for the gray wolf pack known as the Lookout Pack. He heard them before he saw them. “They saw me first,” he said. “They barked at me.” Around midday on Thursday (Nov. 11), Rohrer, a Methow Valley Ranger District biologist, was searching […]
Lookout Pack returns to lower elevations
Nov. 12, 2008 By Joyce Campbell After a summer roaming the high ridges of the Lake Chelan-Sawtooth Wilderness, the state’s first confirmed pack of wolves in 70 years has returned to their rendezvous territory in the Lookout Mountain area of the Methow Valley. Forest Service and state wildlife biologists have been tracking the Lookout Pack […]
Locals have mixed feelings about Canis lupis
July 30, 2008 DNA tests show Methow Valley wolves came down from British Columbia population By Joyce Campbell DNA tests show that the two adult wolves captured, radio-collared and released in the Methow Valley on July 18 originated in northern British Columbia. “Definitely wolves,” said Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife biologist Scott Fitkin after […]
Comedic interlude: Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?
July 30, 2008 Twispted Reality by Patrick Hannigan Nothing brings a family together like a night spent camping in nature. Conversely, nothing tears people apart like a pack of hungry wolves. Therein lies the wonderful conundrum of wilderness. Wilderness gives us a glimpse of our animal nature and offers us insight into the nature of […]
Obituary archives 2008 – 2012
2012 William Whelan Biddle Beloved husband, father, brother, grandfather, friend, and teacher, William Whelan Biddle, died peacefully June 7, 2012. Born May 13, 1930, to Alice and Craig Biddle, Bill was raised on the Philadelphia Main Line, and always romanticized about being “out West.” After successful stints teaching in Boston and New Hampshire, he came […]
Cat kills dog; man kills cat
By Sue Misao Kathy Goldberg opened her front door late Thursday night (Jan. 22) and saw a cougar standing a few feet away at the bottom of her front porch steps. She slammed the door, but not before her little dog had run out the door. She opened the door again but it was too […]
