Lay of the Land: A series of essays on the spirit of Montana
I don’t know what to do in the wilderness and I seldom go to it. I live in Missoula, Montana, perhaps one of the best cities in America for easily accessing world-class wilderness areas, and yet I am an infrequent visitor to the hills surrounding town. Sometimes, when I am feeling lazy, I blame this on the fact that I have neither a car nor a driver’s license, but then I remember a 20-minute bike ride will do, because I live in Missoula, Montana. Continue Reading →
If you want to hear author Sherman Alexie speak next week at Rocky Mountain College, Steve Germic suggests you get there early.
Germic, an associate professor of English who is helping organize the event, said there is likely to be a full house, even though the speech will be in the biggest indoor space on campus, the gymnasium of the Fortin Education Center. Continue Reading →
If it’s any consolation to Sen. John Walsh, I didn’t get my degree, either.
Walsh was stripped of his master’s degree from the U.S. Army War College on Friday because he plagiarized portions of his final paper in 2007. At least he still has his bachelor’s degree, presumably. Continue Reading →
Casey Affleck has already been cast as Meriwether Lewis in an HBO miniseries on the Lewis and Clark expedition, but filmmakers are still looking for a young Native American woman to play the part of Sacagawea, the expedition’s Shoshone guide and interpreter. Continue Reading →
I just about dropped what’s left of my teeth when I saw on Sunday that the Billings Gazette had endorsed John Lewis for the U.S. House over Ryan Zinke.
Zinke seemed to be the natural pick in this race: tons of experience, some of it relevant; an unflappable public presence; a history of edging toward moderation. Even the Butte Weekly, a Democratic-leaning newspaper in a Democratic-leaning town, has endorsed Zinke, a Republican. Continue Reading →
Shortly after we arrived at our cabin on the Yellowstone River outside Park City on Saturday afternoon, my wife and I went for a short walk.
Lisa and I strolled along the riverbank and then poked around an upstream island reached by a narrow, dry channel before heading back to the cabin. On the point of the island, I laid myself down on the warm sand and listened to the wind spilling through the towering cottonwood trees. Continue Reading →