March.

Phenology: the study of cyclic and seasonal natural phenomena, especially in relation to climate and plant and animal life. March is a month of transformation, though it comes in stages. A few days ago, when the sun shown for the first time in a week, the air felt like spring. Black ski pants immediately soaked in the sun, warming …

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The Joy of Adventure Buddies

  “All I can tell you today is what I have learned. What I have discovered as a person in this world. And that is this: you can’t do it alone. As you navigate through the rest of your life, be open to collaboration. Other people and other people’s ideas are often better than your own. Find a group of people …

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Stories in the Snow

“A simple act of kindness and compassion towards a single animal may not mean anything to all creatures, but will mean everything to one.”  ― Paul Oxton   Whether I am gliding along a trail for the first or for the hundredth time, skiing in Yellowstone is always unique, always an adventure. We often ski familiar …

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Mindfully Loving Our Wild Lands

"It is on us--those of us who get 15 likes and those of us who get 15,000--to be conscientious about how and where we share information on the web about wild places."  Abbie Barronien A few days ago, friends and I skied the Tower/Chittenden Loop in Yellowstone National Park. It was a lovely day, cloudy …

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When Snow Calls….

Something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed ....Wallace Stegner It snowed this week. Dropped everything. Dropped a town run. Dropped cleaning the house. Dropped laundry. Dropped making the bed. When snow calls, I ski. Skis. Boots. Poles. Thrown in the truck, there to …

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Wildlands Winter

"What a country chooses to save is what a country chooses to say about itself" Mollie Beattie, Director Fish and Wildlife Service 1993-1996 The words of Aldo Leopold come to mind more often these days, particularly his thoughts on some who cannot live without wild things. That someone is me. Wildness and wild things are …

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Blurring the Boundary

I sip my first mug of morning coffee while gazing at a cow elk standing on the other side of my frosted living room window. She stretches her neck toward the prickly limbs of an Engelmann spruce and rises, briefly, on her haunches to reach the lowest branch. She hangs there just long enough to …

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