Travel

After spending many days far off the beaten path on forest service roads, my arrival to Gardiner Montana was a much-anticipated event. It was going to have all the amenities! A paved road, a restaurant, even a bathroom that wasn’t a tree. I was excited for the comforts but wasn’t exactly wielding high hopes for great wildlife...

I had shivered myself to sleep for the past several nights. Miles from anything and ensconced in the tall pines camp had been cold and snowy. My efforts to photograph the elk migration in the Grand Teton National Park had gone well. In fact, it had gone so well, I was on the hunt for some other...

When Ethel and I arrived in the Grand Tetons, it was early spring. Snow still covered much of the area which caused most of the roads to be closed. The only grassy areas of the park were in the lower elevations which concentrated all the animals into the fields. Looking over the herd of elk and bison...

Low in the mountain valley, the river slowly winds its way through the pass, gradually cutting its own trail.  In this section of the river, there seemed a comical amount of cutbacks and directional changes of the water’s passage.  I have never seen anything of the sort.  So plentiful were the curves and turns, it seemed...

Huge peaks in the distance, massive animals proudly strutting the fields, and sheep with horns so big the obvious fact must be mentioned in their name. The visual impact is so great, you might miss the tiniest critters whose diminutive stature makes them a challenge to spot. Their desire to go unnoticed generally leads to most of...

My incessant pestering of my friends, Ashley and Jason, had finally paid off and we were on our way to Hurricane Ridge to play in the snow. They had been avoiding this journey for a month. Often their reasons were things like, “it’s cold,” and, “there’s snow.” But my persistence really wore them down, and my friends decided to...