January 1, 2018

It was the first day of 2018, January 1. A big snow had fallen two days before and we struggled to get up the North Fork Road to find a place to shoot skeet.  It was already getting dark when we made our way south, back to Columbia Falls.  As usually I was driving wayContinue reading “January 1, 2018”

The Lamar

The first time I went into the Lamar Valley of Yellowstone was in the winter of 1998-99. Despite the reintroduction of wolves in 1994, there were still huge herds of elk in the river bottom. I remember thousands and thousands of This past week the only elk in the Lamar Valley was a pile ofContinue reading “The Lamar”

“I think about my children when I look at any child’s face & pray that we will find a way to get with all this amazing grace”

I was unfamiliar with Greg Brown before I moved to Montana.  I quickly learned that if I was going to be able to chat with any woman who I was remotely interested in I’d best become familiar with his music.  Like all good folk prophets, he has the shaky, gravel bar of a voice thatContinue reading ““I think about my children when I look at any child’s face & pray that we will find a way to get with all this amazing grace””

Stranger in the Woods

A friend gave me a copy of “Stranger in the Woods: The Extraordinary Story of the Last True Hermit” by Michael Finkel.  This quick read is a narrative account of Christopher Knight’s 2o plus years of living in solitude near a central Maine lake.  Knight lived within walking distance of hundreds of vacation cabins but camouflagedContinue reading “Stranger in the Woods”