The Royal Canadian Mounted Police are searching for Kam McLeod, 19, and Bryer Schmegelsky, 18, suspects in the murders of three people on remote highways in British Columbia. The teenagers are alleged to have spanned one territory and at least five massive provinces, leaving burning vehicles in their 2,000-mile-long wake before plunging into the Canadian backcountry.
Five days after an ad hoc army of volunteer searchers rescued hiker Amanda Eller, the yoga teacher missing for 17 days on Maui, the same crew located missing person Noah "Kekai" Mina just 20 miles away. This time, the ending was not so happy.
When 18-year-old Joe Keller vanished from a dude ranch in Colorado's Rio Grande National Forest, he joined the ranks of those missing on public land. No official tally exists, but their numbers are growing. And when an initial search turns up nothing, who'll keep looking?
Before his arrest last Tuesday, survivalist Troy James Knapp, a.k.a. the Mountain Man of southern Utah, lived off the fat of the landowners, breaking into cabins and running circles around sheriffs and marshals with little but his physical fitness and backcountry savvy. As Knapp appears in Sanpete County court via video this morning, JON BILLMAN reports on the
A quarter-century after his now classic record of a trip down America’s two-laners, Blue Highways, William Least Heat-Moon is back in the driver’s seat. And though he’s given up sleeping in his ’75 Ford Econoline for places more along the lines of a Holiday Inn Express, he’s still a helluva…
They may not have solved the mystery of his disappearance. They may not have been there when the wreckage was finally found. But goshdarnit, these Canadian adventure racers might just have invented a new sport in the process: extreme jogging for good.
Professional freeskiers play in a Neverland of sponsorships, big air, and deadly consequences. But what happens when it's time to graduate from Huck U.? Charlotte Moats makes the leap from big-line ripper to house flipper—and den mother to a ragged pile of lost boys.
He's got a three-week Greyhound Discovery Pass, a map of mom-and-pop ski hills, and a yen to see the west from the vantage of a pungent window seat. From Utah's Beaver Mountain to Idaho's Bogus Basin, our telemark-toting reporter logs 5,000 miles in search of the answer to the immortal question: where's the fresh?