Category: The Adventures of Bear and Cloud
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Hike your age
Things have been quiet here of late, and the simplest, least important reason for this is that by the standards set by the past 12 years we haven’t been doing much. But as will be explained later, that will slowly change. Getting out with two kids, one one and one nearly four, does not happen…
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Tiny Adventures
First things don’t happen for me at work all that often, but in one day last week I was called a nigger and filled out a police report. First things don’t happen too often, but the variations on the unexpected never end. Seven year olds are rarely able to articulate the despair and injustice which…
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Why I don’t write here anymore
You will all be aware that the gap between this post and the last is over a month, something which has recently become the rule, rather than in years past, the exception which never came. You all deserve to fully understand the reason for this, which is neither as obvious nor prosaic as it would…
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Thanks
In Montana the last day of the general/rifle deer, elk, and black bear season is the Sunday after Thanksgiving, which provides many folks with a last extended weekend and psyche-up. This year I was among them, and in the early afternoon Sunday trailed confused deer tracks across an open face; burnt sticks spaced across the…
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Shit that works; lifestyle addition
The Wayback Machine doesn’t travel back to when I can first recall the concept of “lifestyle” in outdoor clothing and gear. It was a North Face catalogue, late 80s or early 90s, talking about a woman from Alaska or the Yukon or Wyoming or some similarly very far from Ohio place, who had fallen out…
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Our internal Yaak
Diffidence. That’s the nicest thing I can say about the ocean of trees, 5500 foot ridges, and 3000 foot valleys that stretches from the Flathead to the Cabinets, the Kootenai to the Clarks Fork. In half a dozen years living on the eastern shore I made a handful of excursions into and across the green…
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The grand Helena brewery tour
Montana brewery laws take some getting used to. The Kafka-ishiousness does not approach Utah levels, and the peculiarity has quite inadvertently given birth to an institution which adds a lot to a quiet, family-centric, even staid city like Helena. Before recent beer and pretzel adventures are further discussed, some juridical background is in order. In…
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The year I grew up
It’s an inherently vain exercise, but if I had to pick a favorite moment of 2017 it would be late on the second day of my bike/packrafting trip along the Dirty Devil River. All the boat dragging, cold, and ambiguity had worn my mind to a jagged, dull edge. I made camp near the apex…
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Cabin essentials
Colorado is The Catcher in the Rye of western US states; there are many obvious and compelling reasons people like it, but that doesn’t prevent it from being total fucking bullshit. If you’re going to visit one of the forest service cabins of Montana there are a few things you should know. Out of the…
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Two deer, one day, one river
Stephen Ambrose is full of crap. Or, if he indeed thinks of the Missouri River from Coal Banks to Judith Landing that “Of all the historic and/or scenic sights we have visited in the world, this is number one” he just simply didn’t get out much. Ambrose is the most prominent of the many…
Bedrock & Paradox 
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