The sunlight dappled through the beech trees as I twisted my foot back and forth on the rock ledge, inching my toes slowly to the right, closer to the chained anchors at the top of the climb. The humidity of June was heavy that day at Rumney Rocks, and my already sweaty hands struggled to … More Learning to Fall (and Other Cliched Crap)
August 27th, 2016 Every year the Big Sky Wind Drinkers facilitate a foot race that runs the entire 20 or so miles of the Bridger Mountain Range Ridge, just north of Bozeman. The “Ed Anacker Bridger Ridge Run,” or, “the Ridge Run,” for short has been held for 32 years now, and apparently was named … More The Bridger Ridge; or, Tell Self Doubt to Take a Seat
Step 1: Get human to take you out for a walk. Step 2: Freak out the entire drive to the trail head, just to make sure your human knows that you’re an intoxicating mix of excited and terrified. Step 3: Walk uphill with impossible enthusiasm for half a dog day (appx. 1.5 hours human time). … More How to take a Mountaintop Selfie, by Cosmo the Springer Spaniel
There are few things more satisfying to me that being able to look over the other side- take this as a metaphor if you wish. … More Tour de Hyalite: Two of the Gallatin’s Great Peaks
There is a popular 26 mile hike that crosses the Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness in Montana that is fondly called “The Beaten Path.” It crosses the continental divide and supposedly has a number of breathtaking lakes and waterfalls and whatnot…you know, THE USUAL. I’ve been wanting to do this hike as a trip ever since our disastrous … More Fear, Fear, Feeearrr.
Ahhh Big Sky. Home of ultimate Montana skiing opulence and such a strange, strange place. I mean no offence to Big Sky. It’s awesome; but every time I drive through the lower village, I have a difficult time reconciling the fact that Big Sky is in fact, a TOWN, not just a resort. … More Lone Mountain Ranch: Napping on a Couch
March 9th, 2016 Montana has a good number of Forest Service cabins available for rent by the public. These cabins can be found all over the nation, in fact, but I’ve only ever stayed in Montana cabins. The first time was at Mystic Lake up the Sourdough canyon on the south side of Bozeman with … More An Overnight on Garnet Peak
Alrighty then! I’ve already been in Bozeman a week and I’m starting to feel like I’ve lost it all to this God-awful cold when I meet Dane, introduced to me by my sister. … More Felix Canyon: Back in the Saddle
February 26th, 2016 Molly, upon arriving in Montana: “HELLLLLLL YEAAAAAAAAAAAH I’M IN MONTANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-*BAM!* WORST CHEST COLD IN YEARS TAKES HER OUT NEARLY THE MINUTE SHE FRICKIN’ GETS THERE. So. THAT’S disappointing. I’ve basically lost an entire week to the curse that is the chest cold. I mean, this is one of those colds that makes … More Allenspur: An Intro to Climbing; or, I’m Sick as a Dog
July 5th – July 11th Let’s state the obvious and say that I am writing the post about two weeks too late. I have determined two things: writing is hard; and, having self-discipline around writing is even harder. I COULD say that part of my delinquency with writing is due to the fact that I … More Training Week 2: And the Fatigue Sets In
Receiving Time 