Not many people get to stand on the seafloor. At least, not consciously. When I strode into Montana’s Bob Marshall Wilderness on July 12, 2021, I wasn’t immediately concerned with
I was up early. It was a cold morning at our camp in a high elevation meadow in the Snowcrest Mountains of Southwestern Montana. I greeted our ever-cheerful instructor Steve
On our first afternoon backpacking in Yellowstone’s Lamar Valley, we saw a grizzly bear. We had just set up camp for the evening in a spruce grotto beside the river
While backpacking during the first few weeks of my 2021 Conservation Across Boundaries course, my biggest internal debate was whether to look up or down. If I look up, I
Mountains and meadows, rivers and flowers, Thinking of landscapes I stare at for hours, Great big white clouds and thunder that rings, These are a few of my favorite things!
As we approached 9000 feet on the third day of our first backpacking trip, we entered a new ecosystem unknown to our group. Forests dominated by spruce and firs ceded
“Screedle on!” Someone shouts as we descend steep Navajo Sandstone slickrock. This is our third expedition as a group and we are each carrying twelve days worth of tightly packed
We arrived in the middle of the arid pinyon-juniper woodlands with clean clothes, heavy backpacks, and an atmosphere of anticipatory excitement. Our small group of six students and two instructors