The Uphill Climb of Shifting to Renewable Energy by Ella Vander Velde
Coming from Illinois, I am not used to hills. I look ahead of my spinning front tire as the gravel road looms in front of me. From a distance, the
Truly Wild by Austin Edwards
Imagine you wake up in the early morning. The moon is still out with a bit of morning dew covering everything around you and the sun slowly starts to creep
A Hot Topic by Graham Stier
Excited anticipation built as I crept to the top of the final grassy hill before Deep Creek Canyon Pass. Up, over, and suddenly on the descent, a gust of wind
My guide to wellness outdoors by Sadie Eisner
My guide to wellness outdoors (for the mentally well or unwell) By Sadie Eisner (CXB ’23) For someone as cushioned in certain habits and material luxuries as I am, it
What’s Shaking in White Sulphur Springs? by Emma Hamilton
What’s Shaking in White Sulphur Springs? Embracing spontaneity to lever climate action By Emma Hamilton (CTR ’23) After a week of cycling across Montana, I left the Spa Hot Springs
Fire regimes in the Bob Marshall Wilderness by Abigail Boislard and Emma Kraus
As we trekked into the Bob Marshall Wilderness Area on the South Fork of Sun River Trail, dead, burnt trees were scattered across the landscape. Clearly, a high-severity fire had
The youth of Montana inspire me to join the fight for our future by Logan Rauk
When I arrived at the WRFI office in Missoula, Montana, I was more than ready to hop on my bike and begin cycling the plains and Rockies of Montana with
End of the trip: Beginning to bloom by Mora Kozleski
Once again, we arrive at the mouth of Horseshoe Canyon. We were here two months ago at the beginning of our journey through the Colorado Plateau. But instead of
Just the Small Things by Maddi Yocum
As we wrapped up our second section of the course in the infamous Dirty Devil River, I took some time during our transition to the next new section to sit
To Build a Home by Gabby Adams
Before I came to the Colorado Plateau, I thought my home was Missoula, Montana – or a little house on 39th street. But what I’ve learned being out here on