Eric Mortenson

Feb 15, 2025 | highway58herald.org | Alex Baumhardt |George Custer |Sheila Chitwood |Eric Mortenson

Nearly four years ago, in the aftermath of the state’s most destructive wildfires in history, the Oregon Legislature passed a bipartisan package of wildfire prevention initiatives, including one that required state experts to create a map showing high wildfire risk areas statewide.

Feb 14, 2025 | highway58herald.org | George Custer |Eric Mortenson |Joshua Berk |Sheila Chitwood

Sometime before Oregon became a state (1859), the local Indians showed David Kitson a place containing “medicine water” and they directed him there. Always an opportunist, he soon got a land grant and later developed a summer resort. He had a hotel for the guests, a cabin for himself, and a bathhouse where the healing waters cured many ills. Kitson’s resort was about eight miles beyond Oakridge in a very remote area.

Feb 13, 2025 | highway58herald.org | Eric Mortenson |George Custer |Joshua Berk

Includes updates to fishing, crabbing and clamming, and wildlife viewing (Tillamook, Clatsop and Harney counties)Visit ODFW at the Pacific Northwest Sportsmen’s ShowFree admission for Pioneer License holders and youth 17 and underODFW is excited to see you at the 2025 PNW Sportsmen’s Show Feb. 12-16. Join us for expert seminars on hunting, fishing and shellfishing topics. Engage in the ODFW Passport activity to win prizes as your travel the show.

Apr 17, 2024 | mckenzieriverreflectionsnewspaper.com | Eric Mortenson

Now there’s a movie, “Civil War,” that projects the trumpian breakdown of America, with breakaway regionsband malignant militias. I didn’t go see “Civil War,” even though it’s an easy walk down to our charming old neighborhood theater, where they sell good beer that you can take to your seat along with a bag of decent popcorn. The $5 Tuesday tickets are a bargain, but I still didn’t go.

Apr 2, 2024 | mckenzieriverreflectionsnewspaper.com | Eric Mortenson

Easter was a pretty big deal, growing up in Hood River, Ore. We’d dress up especially nice for Mass at Saint Mary’s, of course, and I remember frowning to myself because you’d see people at church on Easter that you never saw any other time of the year. We went to mass every damn Sunday but here were these people, strolling in all holy and high and mighty a couple times a year. We always had a big meal afterward. Ham, usually, I think, and Mom’s famous cinnamon rolls.