Salmon Fishing USA

If looks could kill! Scratch, a solo black bear and long time visitor to Anan Creek Wildlife Reserve, and sporting a savage scar across his nose, has stood up to his belly in the cascading falls for over half an hour, plunging his head into the frigid water and coming up empty. Yet elegant Mom, strolling down to the river for the second time in a few minutes, enthusiastic youngsters waddling behind, leans into the water from the bank and plucks a writhing salmon from the creek in seconds. A few

With the masses of salmon gone from the river, the bears are fishing those left below the falls. We can see the salmon in the water but they aren’t jumping. So in the pools where they’ve gathered, the bears gather and defend. them What looks like a sleepy bear is actually a bear displaying his displeasure with a bear getting too close to his fishin hole. Mom & the kids showed up again, they are always good for a chuckle. Mom is really working the river in front of the two platf

By Margo True, Sunset food editor Hank Shaw in his garden, in front of a gigantic cardoon . Handmade boar salami....home-cured olives...wine grown in the back yard....fat, juicy venison sausages. We ate this—and much, much more—on Saturday at the home of Hank Shaw, a political writer, and his partner, Holly Heyser, a journalism professor at Sacramento State. Hank was also nominated for the James Beard blog award this year. We shared a table with him and Holly and his mom at