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Passes and Storms in Montana’s Pintlers
The way out from Anaconda is a highway walk. Just like the way in, except longer, and with a few opportunities to slip onto parallel gravel roads
To Anaconda! In Which I Accidentally, Temporarily, Steal a Puppy
Before leaving Helena, I went for a last lunch with Giggles and Josh at LaPa Grill. They serve all kinds of nontraditional burrito-like things. After
Does Montana Even Have a Summer?
Back on the trail again! Craig from Lazy B’s Pizzeria dropped Giggles, Josh, and me off at the Benchmark trailhead, and we hopped straight onto a Ley
Hello Bob, Goodbye Earl: East Glacier to the Benchmark Trailhead
Town! The internet! Perishable foods! Sometimes it’s hard to leave. I insisted on going to the bakery one last time. Josh called MSR to figure out
CDT Take Two: SOBO Through Glacier National Park
“Back on the trail, back on the traaaaiiil, we don’t stop ‘til we get up that hill!” Thanks to Pat “Axel” Dixon, I had a soundtrack for my return to
The Great Basin Part 2: Lightning Frightening
Josh, Giggles, and I zeroed in Rawlins so that we could figure out our next steps. The coming section was mostly the remainder of the Great Basin,
The Great Basin Part 1: It’s Still Winter Everywhere!
It snowed and rained for most of my zero day in Chama. Locals said spring had been coming, before this storm hit a couple of days ago. Leafing aspen
Out of the Sand and into the Snow
On the day that Josh and I left Ghost Ranch we dillydallied, slow to wake up, to pack, to say goodbye to friends who weren’t heading north, to
Getting My Feet Wet Outside Cuba, NM
The farther north I hike in New Mexico, the more I have to think about the snow. Inevitably I will run out of snow-free trail. And then I will run
Sandstone: Highly Recommended!
Heading out of Grants I was looking forward to Mount Taylor, which looms 11,307 feet tall and gentle, above the valley. Taking the Mount Taylor