To Know the River Itself by AJ White
The first day of our float on the Bighorn River was cold and rainy. Many of us expected a slow, dreary day, and hoped for some sun. Still, we felt
Interpretations of Home by Nora Blair
I very much consider myself a high desert mountain-loving kid. I’ve grown up rock climbing and scrambling all that Colorado’s Front Range has to offer. I feel most at home
To Be Known by Maxwell Ryan
It’s a curious thing, the river. The surrounding area is always a riparian ecosystem, and beyond that the land can vary from deserts to mountains all the way to forest
“How come you’re not in school?” By Bethany Kletz
As eleven of my classmates and I descended into a slot canyon in the Upper Missouri River Breaks National Monument, a nearby hiker stopped and asked, “How come you aren’t
Gender and Conservation in the Missouri River Breaks By Eva Happy
The Missouri River Breaks is a landscape dominated by striking sedimentary landforms, endless sagebrush flats, placid green water, acres of cattle, and men. While the latter two elements may seem
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
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.
Montana Afoot and Afloat Final Presentation
MONTANA AFOOT & AFLOAT FINAL PRESENTATION: Join us Wednesday, October 23 from 5:30-7:00 PM at the UM FLAT studio to welcome our Afoot & Afloat students back to Missoula after
Emma Frankevich: What We Leave Behind
I sat perched several hundred feet up on the side of the crumbling sandstone cliff, looking out of the large hole that had been formed in its side. I gazed