Matthew Dickerson
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Matthew Dickerson: Take a walk in Green Mountains or the fire-scarred California hills
Living in Vermont, I take for granted that I can go on a walk among trees and fields any time I want. For the past dozen-plus years, our…
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Matthew Dickerson: Thanh and I seek steelhead in Trinity River
Standing at the edge of the Trinity River by the Rush Creek boat ramp, I watched the recently risen sun struggle to push a few beams of pale…
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Matthew Dickerson: Contemplating Mt. Rainier, Douglas firs and the wonder of Christmas
Stepping out the front door of the National Park Inn, our eyes were drawn at once to the impressive peak of Mount Rainier straight in front of us.
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Matthew Dickerson: Of dams, mussels and native fish
I’ve been thinking about dams lately. I especially been thinking about their removal.
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Matthew Dickerson: What I saw in the woods
It was the third and final morning to hunt with my uncle Jerry during New Hampshire’s muzzleloader season. We were working the hardwood forests on and around his…
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Matthew Dickerson: Dead Creek offers great wildlife right now
It was one of those 2024 autumn afternoons in Vermont that has been so common this October. Bright foliage. Beautiful blue skies: not pale winter blue, or grayish…
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Matthew Dickerson: Of fall foliage and alpine ponds
Sugar Hill Reservoir in Goshen — more commonly referred to by the name of the structure that created it, Goshen Dam — has always been one of my…
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Matthew Dickerson: Fishing into autumn
It was my garden and yard that kept me off the local trout streams the past few weeks, along with several trees that came down on our property…
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Matthew Dickerson: Natural beauty abounds in Glacier Bay National Park
The boat hadn’t even left the dock for our 7 a.m., eight-hour tour of Glacier Bay in Alaska when we began to spot the sea otters. Not just…
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Matthew Dickerson: Adventures in Alaska’s Gruening Park
It’s 5 a.m. on Aug. 2 — my second morning at Eaglerock Cabin in Alaska’s Ernest Gruening State Historic Park.
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Matthew Dickerson: Baby loons, raging wind and more
If we had noticed a weather alert with wind gust warnings of 70 mph — as had the folks in the RV two sites away from us who…
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Matthew Dickerson: Beware the marmots
When the day began, we had no idea that our greatest danger would come from marmots. Bears perhaps, or winding mountain roads. But marmots?
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Matthew Dickerson: Two days enjoying nature of the Everglades
My cousin-in-law Ken likes to go for swamp walks in the Florida Everglades, making his way from one hardwood hammock to the next through the knee-to-waist-deep waters of…
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Matthew Dickerson: Floridians have good reasons to restore the Ocklawaha
The first alligator I saw in the wild was somewhat anticlimactic.
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Matthew Dickerson: Wild birds part of wastewater solution
One of numerous sad stories of environmental devastation in Florida has been its many efforts spanning well over a century to drain its wonderful wetlands, including even the…
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Matthew Dickerson: A fisher sees the wonder of native fish
It was only my second cast of the day: a little weighted nymph imitating a mayfly larva that I drifted along the bottom of a thigh-deep hole.