Healing in the Missouri River Breaks By Ani McMannon
Sitting in the Great Falls doctor’s office with a sling on my right arm, I sighed, replaying the moment I dislocated my shoulder in the Bob Marshall Wilderness over and
Disturbance in our “human” ecosystem By Conner Conigliaro
Our human civilization often seems far and disconnected from the natural world. Many of us now live in cities and get our food from the grocery store, not the land
More than one way to look at a flower By Anna Feldman
On a gusty day in Half Moon Basin, a meadow surrounded by towering mountains where we were camping, I participated in my favorite school assignment of all time. Every student
Disturbance: Ecology and Lifestyle By Anna Fatta
Last September, we were all beginning our first full semesters of online school. Lab reports, essays, and even exams would be completed from our couches, kitchen tables, and bedrooms. We
Justification of Mineral Extraction: An Ever-growing Statue of Poo by Nick McDaniel
Overlooking the valley that shows open wounds and old scars induced by 100 years of various mining operations, a wave of grief surges through me. Two black rectangular “portals” to
Small Fires by Anna Cockey
I have seen where stars come from. They rise, tiny specks of light born from an equally illuminated world. Festering underneath furled logs, laying in wait until their home is
Yes, it’s cold by Lexie Pickett
“So what are you guys doing in town?” We get asked this question every day in the front country, in some form or another. “We’re a college course based out
Lessons from a Common Landscape by Anna Cockey
Rocks are lively, dynamic, and bearers of history. This was certainly never a thought that crossed my mind until I abandoned old perspectives and simply sat among them. With my
The Upper Missouri Breaks: Deception through Rose-Colored Glasses by Nick McDaniel
As we paddled down the Upper River Breaks National Monument, I was constantly reminded of the Corps of Discovery’s observations recorded by Lewis and Clark regarding the presumably untouched wilderness.
Red Ants Pants: Here Begins a Revolution! By Anna Heinen
As we enter Sarah Calhoun’s White Sulphur Springs shop, Red Ants Pants, we bring the smell of campfire with us. We spent two nights at Camp Baker, the put-in spot