The 10-mile hike out of Horseshoe Canyon lent ample time for reflection. Did I really just move my body over 50 miles through a crack in the earth with my

While backpacking through the Scapegoat Wilderness, I became fully immersed in the environment around me. I was able to slow down and think critically about the intricate systems that allow

Sink into the moss on the riverbank. Green with many shades that compliment each other – floating on the surface, growing on the bank, smaller shrubs towering above them, but

The wildflowers are fading as fall is fast approaching on the slopes of the Northern Rockies, and I start to notice purple. Tearing my eyes away from the corpses of

Throughout my life, I have experienced quite a lot of — and subsequently accrued — a plethora of trauma. Some of these traumas included: watching a man die at 13,

By the end of this six-week trip, I have changed quite a bit. At the beginning, I was less fit, unsure of how to backpack, nervous about the bathroom situation,

Sitting in a rodeo box in Augusta, Montana, I am reflecting on the juxtaposition of cultures we’ve experienced on our ride across Montana so far. This morning we spoke with

I recently graduated from college and I am unsure what my next move in life is. Traveling across the state on my bicycle has given me plenty of time to

Less than two weeks ago, my hiking boots were mostly clean and I fell asleep listening to the sounds of the ocean. I was at home in Southern California, where

Arriving in Montana for the first time from my hometown, north of Toronto Canada, I wasn’t sure what to expect. To be totally transparent I was equal parts excited and