In the days of social media and iPhones, when people know more about Googling the definition of wilderness than how to discover it for themselves, I found myself and six
As we reached 9800 feet in the Snowcrest Mountains our group of seven was exhausted from a long day of backpacking. With stomachs growling, our feet were blistered and exhaustion
There is something profoundly liberating, even magical, about traveling on a bicycle, and in many ways, my experience bike touring in Montana gave me ultimate mobility and an exceptional sense of
When I was a kid, I wanted to grow up to be a paleontologist. It seemed so unfathomable that creatures so alien once ruled the earth. Something about the ferocity
We rolled into Augusta beaten by a day of steep hills and fierce, unrelenting headwinds. I was the last person to arrive and I found the crew sprawled on the
A tough ride against a strong headwind and a relentless series of menacing inclines; we crawled to each summit with the hope the landscape would have mercy on our worn-out,
I have reached a point where I always want to eat. My whole life I have taken great pleasure in culinary pursuits, but this is something new: an insatiable animal
Cycling in eastern Montana, one can feel like a tofu-dog at a carnivore’s picnic. Here at the Signal Peak coal mine, 15 miles south of Roundup in the Bull Mountains,
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