September has been full of exploration. Always one of my favorite times of year, this time I’m actually getting outside more than usual. A quick tour:
1. The daily wanderings, around Bozeman. Getting out despite waning daylight, weather, and such.
Dusk descent back into Hyalite canyon.
Blustery day in Bozeman.
2. Working on some stories about Yellowstone National Park. A week on horseback in the backcountry.
My tent, perched next to the horses, in a backcountry camp.
Mules and horses moving over Fawn Pass in Yellowstone.
Coming down from Bighorn Pass, Yellowstone National Park.
Snuck in a few glorious sunny November days at the climbing walls in Indian Creek, Utah. Brain reset. Body still recovering.
From a few weeks ago—great tree shadows in the wall tent at elk camp. Spend a few nights sleeping next to a babbling stream, walking through the woods, stoking a wood fire, and eating gourmet camp food and it’s easy to see why these men never come home during hunting season. Now I beg to go, too; this time around, I played camp cook and practiced some Dutch oven cookin’.
Also found a couple of guys who’d been living here for 9 days. Tucker cozied up by their fire for a few hours.
Don and Eric are now co-owners of a lightweight tipi from Seek Outside. This was her first trip — a quick backpacking excursion into the Pintlers. Roomy (with three), airy, and solid during a windy, at times rainy, evening. So roomy that I didn’t even get gassed out.
“What? You’re cold? I’m toasty warm in your sleeping bag.” #dogs #dogswhostealsleepingbags#spoiled #camping #montana
Spontaneous #roadtrip camping #olddog style with tucker. #montana #river
IDAHO – I might not be (as) scared of rock climbing now.
A climbing vacation in the City of Rocks, some great company, and some grippy granite seemed to change something.
The trails to the crags, all flowers and textures. Continue reading