Pat Neal

PAT NEAL: Bringing back the dodo

THESE DAYS, SCIENTISTS are saying we are living through the sixth mass extinction on Earth. Five mass extinctions have happened over the last half a… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: My funny Valentine

HELLO YOUNG LOVERS, whoever you are. I hope your troubles are few. I hope your Valentine’s Day went better than mine. Valentine’s Day is a… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The victory of ‘Our Land: Quileute Territory’

READ ANY GOOD books lately? There’s a new one out that should interest anyone looking to learn about the history of the Olympic Peninsula. “Our… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: ‘The Big Blowdown’

THERE’S A SAYING around here: If you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes. It will change, but you might not like it any better.… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: Celebrating Robbie Burns Day

a celebration of literature, music and fine cuisine. Robert Burns was an 18th Century Scottish poet and lyricist, who… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The tale of the 100-pound salmon

Who says there’s no good news? A new world-record Chinook salmon weighing over 105 pounds was recently landed by a lucky angler. This beats the… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: What happened to Dollie?

IN LAST WEEK’S episode, the Press Expedition of 1889-90, a motley collection of six men, four dogs named Daisy, Tweed, Bud and Dike, and one… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: A historic hard winter

even though it has just started. And yet, things could… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: New Year’s resolutions

THE BEST NEW Year’s resolution I ever heard belonged to the American author Louisa May Alcott. She was also a feminist, abolitionist and nurse who… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: Finding the perfect tree

SOMETIMES IT SEEMS like the warmth and happiness of the holiday season is enough to drive the average person right over the brink. The best… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The mysteries of steelhead season

IT WAS ANOTHER tough week in the news, when the state Department of Fish and Wildlife decided to end steelhead fishing on many of our… Continue reading

Claire Quigley Neal

PAT NEAL: Pearl Harbor Day or how my mom won the war

“DECEMBER 7, 1941— a day which will live in infamy.” President Roosevelt said these words many years ago. Today, Dec. 7 might mean one less… Continue reading

Claire Quigley Neal

PAT NEAL: Sympathy for the fish cop

IT HAS BEEN a long-held suspicion that the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife is managing our fish and wildlife into extinction in an effort… Continue reading

Bo, (Bob Neal) was my cousin and a father, grandfather, husband, logger, builder and a hunter that we shared many adventures with. He is gone long before his time and I and his family would appreciate it if you could run a picture of him with Milton the Burrow.

PAT NEAL: Hunting with Bo

WAY BACK WHEN, the Olympic elk were market hunted for their meat, antlers, hides and ivory teeth or just shot and left by thrill-seeking lowlifes… Continue reading

Bo, (Bob Neal) was my cousin and a father, grandfather, husband, logger, builder and a hunter that we shared many adventures with. He is gone long before his time and I and his family would appreciate it if you could run a picture of him with Milton the Burrow.

PAT NEAL: Elk season

I HOPE YOUR elk season went better than mine did. Things started out bad and got worse after that. The first thing I did to… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The day after the disaster

“THE WHOLE COUNTRY is going to hell in a bucket now that we’ve elected those idiots,” my fancy friend shrieked the morning after the election.… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The great migration

IT WAS A dark and stormy night. Then, it was daylight in the swamp. Something was very wrong. All of my friends were gone. It… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: Lost in the throes of mushroom fever

THERE ARE FEW things more comforting than the sound of a heavy rain on the roof. It’s a message that tells us the forest fires… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: The Great ShakeOut

whatever that means. Perhaps it means having a cup of coffee with a mountain view. Above, there… Continue reading

PAT NEAL: How’s the fishing?

“HOW’S THE FISHING?” If I had a dollar for every time I heard that, I wouldn’t be floundering in the mud-filled journalistic trenches as our… Continue reading