At the end of a long dusty road that bumps through Wyoming sage country, Twin Creek Ranch looks like a typical ranch. Outside a hand-hewn log building, turkeys and chickens peck at the ground; cattle graze on a nearby hillside, and ranch dogs guard a pack of goats. But it takes only one conversation with […]
Kerry Brophy
Posted inAugust 22, 2005: A Military Town Fights for its Life
Feds oppose state’s effort to empower landowners
Wyoming’s new “split-estate” law was meant to give property owners more control over energy development on land where the underlying minerals are owned by someone else, usually the federal government. Now, the law has hit a huge obstacle — the Bush administration. Years of lobbying by ranchers and environmentalists persuaded the Legislature to pass the […]
Posted inAugust 8, 2005: The Gangs of Zion
She builds new words in an ancient tongue
Name: Reba Teran Vocation: Language coordinator, Shoshone Cultural Center in Fort Washakie, Wyoming Age: 50 Known for: Compiling a 9,000-word audio dictionary of the Shoshone language She says: “We’re trying to save our culture without a language. But you can’t have a whole culture without language.” It’s not easy to translate a modern word like […]
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Water pounds through our towns and our dreams
The water in the mountains has decided that enough is enough: It’s time to come down. And down it has come, in a swell of white, tumbling magnificence the likes of which I haven’t seen around here in my 28 years in the West. It’s an all-or-nothing kind of flood that is washing through our […]
Posted inFebruary 7, 2005: The Asphalt Graveyard
Split-estate rebellion: Ranchers take on energy developers
By threatening to bring the fight to voters, landowners may force the Legislature to regulate drilling
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When it’s ‘deer o’clock’ — watch out
When the sun dips into the horizon during Wyoming’s twilight hours, dangers are suddenly everywhere. In an instant, dark figures begin darting onto the state’s roads, and the sound of squeaking brakes can be heard from Rock Springs to Cody. We call this time of day “deer o’clock,” and we grip the steering wheel just […]