The magic of the high country
By Ben Olson Reader Staff This time of year, I gather with a group of friends and we make our annual pilgrimage to the mountains. With everything we need to survive for three days...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff This time of year, I gather with a group of friends and we make our annual pilgrimage to the mountains. With everything we need to survive for three days...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff All it took was one bite from The Bank’s family style menu and a sip from their innovative cocktail bar to convince me this wasn’t your ordinary restaurant. For...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Harvest is a special time in North Idaho. After a summer of toil and sweat, we finally reap what we’ve sown and enjoy the fruits of our labor. At...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Editor’s note: Brenden Bobby was unable to contribute a column this week, so Reader Publisher Ben Olson is filling in for him. It’s a beautiful thing to be curious....
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Where in the name of Edward R. Murrow has eight years gone? That’s how long it’s been since we brought the Reader back from the dead in January 2015....
By Ben Olson Reader Staff When describing the prototypical “reporter” smell that oozes from our palatial headquarters on Cedar Street, Reader News Editor Lyndsie Kiebert-Carey listed the lingering aroma of Thai food containers from...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Editor’s note: Brenden Bobby is out sick this week, so Publisher Ben Olson is donning the mad scientist jacket this week. Get well, Brenden. The physics involved with hitting...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff You hear it in conversations at bars and restaurants all over town. Locals complain to one another about the summer tourist struggles but, when someone brings up September, their...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff Every once in a while, as life stacks up a bit too high, the river calls. I dream of long days in the canoe, drifting along with the current,...
By Ben Olson Reader Staff I’ve played music at some interesting places in the dozen years I’ve been in a band. Once I played atop the freezers in Winter Ridge, my head just feet...