It was, as Jim Cavin said, "A hike to no place in particular in the middle of nowhere."
Our second attempt to scout out the Pratt River Trail from the Middle Fork Snoqualmie River was foiled once again by bad weather. And once again we armed ourselves with hiking guides and maps and pointed the car east.
"Malcolm Mountain," I suggested, and Jim jumped at the opportunity to visit this seldom-hiked area. "I can even find it without the map, I've been there before," I boasted.
By Karen Sykes | August 26, 1999
WESTPORT -- Once this town billed itself as "the salmon capital of the world" and every summer morning by 5 the docks were buzzing with eager anglers carrying rods, reels, rain gear, sack lunches and cameras.
On the sterns of the charter boats that jammed the Westport Marina -- 250 at the peak in 1979 -- groups of anglers drank coffee, smoked cigarettes, joked and set wagers on the first, the biggest and the most salmon.
In the pre-dawn darkness, as skippers warmed up engines and deckhands rigged rods and cut bait, the air was filled with diesel fumes, the smell of herring and fishing talk
By Greg Johnston | August 26, 1999
