Weed-eating sheep, gathered for the night with guard dogs sleeping on the job. As seen while running.
Putting some miles in.
Joyriding in the Bitterroots.
Our window of green is short here, and you cannot take a single hillside for granted.
Rattlesnake creek, dynamic and full of spring runoff.
Evening ride on mount jumbo. Can you stand all that balsamroot?
Springtime in the valley.
Nose to the wind.