Oh, March. You were so promising for an early start to mountain biking season this year! As temperatures soared into the 60s for days at a time with hardly a cloud in the sky – and as Bridger passholders did their best to stay positive as a…
We all know that here in Montana we spend a whole lot of time driving. With our expansive state and our wide open spaces, being able to jump in the car and go to the lake or the mountains is one of the perks we enjoy about living in our beautiful Big…
Bozeman is known for its blue-ribbon trout streams and sparkling mountain lakes. These pristine bodies of water are a playground for locals and tourists from all over the world. Moose wade in the shallows, fish dart beneath the surface, and hungry…
After a long winter with limited insect activity, most people view the famed “Mother’s Day Caddis Hatch” as the first major bug hatch of the season. This hatch draws anglers from far and wide to take advantage of an amazing flurry of insect…
Participation by Bozeman area families and children in Gallatin Valley YMCA (GVY) programs doubled to almost 4,000 in 2012, after almost doubling in 2011. This past year, more than 1,000 Bozeman/Belgrade-area children played on GVY’s youth…
There is little doubt that Bozeman is a skiers’ paradise; we were after all voted #2 in Powder Magazine’s recent Ski Town Throwdown. If living here for you has nothing to do with skiing then you probably don’t want to read this…
Ten years ago, working on a job site in the heat of mid-August, a discussion about starting a local film festival that would celebrate winter culture and showcase independent filmmakers planted the seed for the Coldsmoke Awards. The initial focus was…
In my heart, mountains have always been sacred places. I know I’m not alone in feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the opportunity to seek refuge from daily stresses or heavier emotions in the undisturbed silence on a snow-covered peak. My…
My ski life started one cold February morning, just after I had done my morning chores and headed off to school in an old Montana schoolhouse. As soon as we piled off the bus, a smiling teacher rounded us up and declared that we were loading back on…
An Inner Voice —the sense that my calling and my study lie elsewhere, in the sweet air and under the open sky of the broad world, among my friends and folks, in space and movement and adventure. —Edward Abbey
When I am in Montana, I…
