Randall Smith hobbled down the slippery gully trail, nursing a bad right hip. He stopped next to a section of dirt embankment scorched black by the Carr Fire, a marker signifying the flames had...
(Editor’s note: This letter to the editor was instigated by an exchange Randy Smith had in passing with a man on the river trail who took exception to – and disputed the need for...
With wildfires and smoke threatening the north state and beyond, it’s easy to forget the natural wonders in the middle of Redding. Those of us who’ve meandered our river rrails recognize these as crown...
Redding’s generous nature has become a self-fulfilling prophesy about why we do not change and meet the wolf at our collective door. Other places have adopted rules and strategies which work while we endlessly...