I don’t usually consider myself an angry person. I often experience a wide array of emotions, but rarely do I truly feel that hot passionate fury, bubbling up from my
Three right hand turns off the interstate brings us to our first stop on this year’s Cycle the Rockies course. The Bonogofsky ranch sits on 100 acres, not to far
Halfmoon Pass. Big Snowy Mountains. The sign said one mile, but it was definitely more than that. Thinking like I’d never make it, I was surprised to reach the pass
Our group drives through the Northern Cheyenne Reservation. Many people here do not have jobs and are lacking money, yet they still choose to live on the reservation. This land
In downtown White Sulphur Springs, most storefronts are empty. The short buildings hunch over their dusty windows, making themselves as small as possible as if apologizing for their sorry state.
It all started as a joke while floating down the Missouri. Rendered speechless by the white sandstone cliffs that humbled the river, a cry of bewilderment broke the silence. “Cows!”
“Alright guys, you need to make sure you have everything on the packing list.” It was the first day of WRFI and we were in a Missoula parking lot, surrounded
As we hiked through the charred remains of what was once a lush forest full of Englemann spruce, subalpine firs, and lodgepole pines, I felt the awe of Simba and
Sitting on top of a mountain examining the current effects of climate change on Montana’s landscapes isn’t a description of your typical environmental studies class. This experiential learning approach that
The Native Americans, along with other Aboriginal tribes around the globe, rely on their knowledge of and relationship with their local environment for subsistence, both physical and spiritual, called Traditional