Karl Lindholm: Keegan Bradley is Captain America!

Who is the most prominent and accomplished athlete or sports figure from Vermont on the national or international stage? I have my own candidate.

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 one or two shy otters seen from far off, but dozens of them swimming casually past within a few dozen yards of our b … (read more)

My second night at Middlebury in the fall of 1963, I was roused from my bed after midnight and dispatched with the other freshman men to serenade the senior women from the lawn in front of Forest Hall. That night, I stood behind the biggest person I had e … (read more)

It’s 5 a.m. on Aug. 2 — my second morning at Eaglerock Cabin in Alaska’s Ernest Gruening State Historic Park.

If you are a basketball fan, you probably know the name “Cooper Flagg.” This past basketball season, he was the best high school player in the country.

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 decided to vacate the campground for a few hours — we wouldn’t have stayed in the tent.

Bill Walton died at 71 on May 27, not an age where you can say he was cheated in life, but it does seem he died too young. He was making such a joyful noise in the world.

When the day began, we had no idea that our greatest danger would come from marmots. Bears perhaps, or winding mountain roads. But marmots?

I didn’t think it would ever happen. Practically speaking, I didn’t think it was possible: that is, that the brilliance of Black baseball players during the 60 years of baseball’s segregation at the highest level could ever be officially acknowledged in t … (read more)

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 the famed River of Grass.

Have you been to Cooperstown? Recently? It’s about three and a half hours from here, the last 45 minutes of which are off the thruway and run through the beautiful hilly terrain of central New York.

The first alligator I saw in the wild was somewhat anticlimactic.

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 famed Everglades. So it’s encouraging to hear stories of creative problem-solvin … (read more)

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.

“I think my passion for baseball started when I was four or five and my dad gave me a baseball card — a card of Albert Belle (a star for the Cleveland Indians),” Freddy Mosier told me over a beer at Fire and Ice last Sunday evening.