Losing the whitebark is more than losing a species by Jayden Skelly
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
Seeing the prairie as a system scented with sage By Dominic Corradino
Mounds of a low-growing, spike-leafed grass form a mat in front of prairie dog holes on a ranch just north of Billings. The grass is not native, the prairie dogs
Montana State University Information Session
Montana State University students! Please join on Tuesday, Jan. 28 OR Wednesday, Jan. 29 from 4:00-5:00 PM in Gaines 111 for a WRFI info session: a great opportunity to meet
University of Montana Information Session
Join us for the first WRFI information session of spring semester 2020 at UM! Come learn more about how you can take your education OUTSIDE the class room! Bring a
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