I’ve often thought of jeans as “sky pants,” trousers woven from cotton clouds. Jeans are the wild blue yonder above the canyons, plains and crumbling escarpments of the West. Pants to die in, as Andy ...

This steep slope in Oregon’s Coast Range is littered with ruddy dead branches and freshly cut stumps, but at least it offers sweeping views of the Pacific Ocean. Until recently, the view was blocked ...