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By the time I met Bob Stevens in December along a very muddy road on White Mountain Apache Tribe land, I’d been trying to get to the headwaters of the Salt River for six months. And if I were to…
EDITOR’S NOTE: Jonathan Buford grew up in Ohio, but after he moved to Arizona in the early 2000s, he fell in love with the concept of wilderness — and with landscape photography. Those two passions…
TRANSCENDENCE, SOLACE, serenity, inner peace ... your first encounter with a saguaro forest, a fantasy landscape that seems as improbable as a lake on the moon, fills you with none of these…
I’VE LOST ROB KRAR.
Well, kind of. It’s midafternoon on a Thursday, and we’re running a segment of the Arizona Trail near the San Francisco Peaks. Krar detours into the woods. So, I am — if only…
What enigmatic inspiration or demon magic is it that lives in this tree — this arboreal delinquent, bristling with 2-inch thorns, that refuses to yield lumber that isn’t laced with crinkly crevices…
Do bees dream? That’s something Tucson-based pollination ecologist Stephen Buchmann likes to ponder. After more than four decades studying bee biology, he’s learned the insects likely have a…
A family of Harris’ hawks (Parabuteo unicinctus) nest atop a saguaro cactus (Carnegiea gigantea) on Bureau of Land Management land near Oracle. The bird perched on the…
It was a cool, calm morning in June 1972. The sun had not yet risen behind the mesas that sit to the east of one of my family’s many homesteads on the Navajo Nation, a place we call Tsézhin…