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The Redleg Boogie Blues (Part 6)

SERGEANT BILL Sgt. Bill was a rare cop. He used to park his cruiser in a vacant lot near one of our illegally-placed landing docks, and watch the boats go…

The Redleg Boogie Blues (Part 5)

HEAVY DUTY CRUNCH BAND IN COMBAT CONDITIONS The band seemed to thrive on what we came to call “combat conditions.” When other groups fussed about inadequate or faulty sound systems,…

The Redleg Boogie Blues (Part 4)

RIP TORN BOMBS OUT AT THE BERMUDA PALMS The upper level of the Charles Van Damme was occupied by Chris Roberts, an artist with a vision so grand that he…

The Redleg Boogie Blues (Part 3)

THE HOT MOLECULE Our next home was another small plywood barge, an upgraded version of the Hot Set-up. We called the new place the Hot Molecule. The phrase was one…

The Redleg Boogie Blues (Part 2)

THE REAL REDLEGS STORY I couldn’t have been more wrong when I first arrived and thought the waterfront/Redlegs scene was a cult. It was not a cult, a commune, a…

To Catch a Poacher

Ask a recreational abalone hunter on the North Coast about poaching, and the reply is invariably tinged with scorn or frustration. Their grumblings spill into Fort Bragg's Subsurface Dive Shop,…

Thirty Pages of Purple Chicken Scratch

As Willits contemplated the fate of Remco's toxic legacy last month at the June 12 City Council meeting, there was one unanswered question that haunted the evening's testimony. What happened…

Supervisors Have Ball Removed

THERE ARE TWO conventional schools of thought about why the Supervisors fired their relatively new Chief Executive Officer John Ball last Wednesday in a special closed session. (The Supes themselves…

Central Valley Developer Descends on Fort Bragg: The White Ranch Business

Angela and Andy Harney escaped South Lake Tahoe 12 years ago. The bumper to bumper traffic, the seasonal ski bunnies, "the rat race," as Angela puts it, had become too…

Central Valley Developer Descends on Fort Bragg: The White Ranch Business

Angela and Andy Harney escaped South Lake Tahoe 12 years ago. The bumper to bumper traffic, the seasonal ski bunnies, "the rat race," as Angela puts it, had become too…

The Bad Neighbor

Rich Pyorre is hardly the picture of toughness. He's 61, with a round, gently lined face and pale blue eyes the exact shade of his pale blue dress shirt. His…