A beautiful crest of the Rocky Mountains forms the background as I enter a handmade home on the Blackfeet Reservation in northern Montana. I enter and a warm woman greets
I was standing in a feedlot in Choteau, Montana with malt sprout dust and chopped-up hay blowing around me, as thousands of Charolais, Angus, and hybrid cattle were getting ready
Prior to traveling with WRFI, I had never seen mountains in person. As I am writing this blog, I am sitting somewhere in Jumbo, surrounded completely by land structures that
The concept of home is innately complicated yet somehow simple. The word itself conjures up nostalgia and feelings of overwhelming warmth. The saying “home is where the heart is” is
My name is Moira Bruce and I just finished my freshman year of college at the University of Montana. I was born and raised in Montana, so I am exploring
Last October, a friend of a friend came up to me and said “Hey, you like camping right?!”The answer, yes, was followed by her shoving paperwork in my hand and
I recall learning about Wild Rockies Field Institute in my first class in college ever, I couldn’t resist testing myself and my limits; I needed something outside of a classroom.
In the distance are two small buttes that protrude from the gently curved ground covered in sagebrush and juniper. These are the Bears Ears. Driving up several days later, we
After spending about a month running through hot, dry deserts, slot canyons, and a dirty devil of a river full of quicksand, it was thrilling to arrive at our hostess’s