With all her outdoor activities, it’s not easy catching up with Karen Little of Redding. Shortly after her hike on the Pacific Crest Trail near Lake Tahoe, she was headed out...
The cool breeze of November brings a powdered sugar covering of snow over Mount Shasta. Deep oranges and reds in the oak stands below mark the fading fall.
Dogs are up for anything. They’re your “pawtners” in crime, ready to take on new activities or just the standard walk down the street.
Temperatures may be dropping, but just because swimsuit season is over doesn’t mean it’s time to let your fitness regimen fall by the wayside.
“People always ask if I grew up there,” says Ken Smith, who then clarifies, “but no, I was raised there. I never did grow up.”
Born in Scotland, outdoorsman John Muir’s heart was transformed in the wilderness of America.
It’s an upstream battle: Every autumn, slippery salmon strongly swim some 280 miles from San Francisco Bay to Shasta County.
Creating an 80-mile trail is a long-distance dream. Pulling it off requires effort and a steady pace.
Of all the dreams and longings common to childhood, one springs eternal for so many: the desire to ride horses, or even just be around them.
You’ve circumnavigated Lassen Park and its volcanic wonders, meandered through the Fall River valley, marveled at majestic Mt. Shasta from all sides and explored the wildlife reserves...