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  • Puzzle

    The last time we were in Missoula we stayed at some friends house that had this puzzle on the counter. We took the bait and had a tough time with it. We persevered though and after wondering if they set this thing out to see if we would go crazy. The damn thing just had a dozen…

  • Making Life Tiny

    I have an interesting idea. And this goes along with our goal to live a downsized life. Like those that live in tiny homes. We could go to the extreme. What about miniaturizing ourselves and everything we own? I think the rent on a mailbox is like so cheap, right? If We Shrunk Ourselves and…

  • Expression Opression

    Not much time to express me lately.  I like taking photos and sharing experiences. And boy are we in an experience right now. Purging and downsizing to live in a 400 square foot studio in downtown Livingston. At first, it is easy to throw away those tires you have been keeping. But then you start…

  • Windy Pass

    All winter we have been working our way up Gallatin Canyon trying all the snowmobile routes. We bought a snowmobile pass … why not use it? Add to that our complete lack of what others call SPRING. Our last stab was Moose Creek and this time we set our eyes on Portal Creek up to the Windy Pass…

  • Spring Moments

  • And Now The Flik

    Our plump-tire escapade through Gallatin Canyon? Just our typical Saturday shenanigans. Me, chasing Mo’s shadow on a snowmobile trail—yeah, she’s surprisingly zippy on ABBA, her bike. Living it up, youth on our side, for now. Catching glimpses of those majestic cliffs, I sneak ahead, turning into a hide-and-seek champion, all to capture her in action.…

  • Moose Creek Fat Bike

    So, there I was, flipping through a series of snaps from what could only be dubbed “The Great Moose Creek Fat Bike Expedition.” Picture this: a bunch of adventurers (us, really) tackling the untamed wilderness on bikes that look like they’ve been hitting the gym way too hard. These aren’t your regular two-wheelers; oh no,…

  • The Finer Things

    Ah, the elegance of life’s simple joys. There’s Mo and I, basking in the glow of romance—our evening painted with the strokes of a sumptuous dinner, the whisper of wine, and the flicker of candles casting shadows that dance to the rhythm of our laughter. From the cozy confines of intimacy to the exhilarating freedom…

  • Togwotee Winter Classic

    We are not supposed to be here. Especially when you look at how this year has gone so far. Bikepack trips to cabins have been unsuccessful with no real big adventure outside of some trips locally. So it was no big surprise to wake up at 6 am yesterday to read about the winter weather…

  • Togwotee This Weekend

    We have a lot of history at Togwotee. Ever since we have been together, snuggles and I, we have attended this race. At the worst travel time of the year … and in the harshest wintery place in the lower 48. Togwotee Pass. If you know it you will know what I am saying. I…

  • Has the World Moved On?

  • Setbacks

    All my life I have tried to get better at change. Specifically, the most brutal change that comes when a goal is not obtainable and the price is turning around. I call it ‘quitting’ but my partner says that it is just a decision. I guess we both agree that they are just setbacks. But…

  • Try and Continue

    A young tree has fallen. Kind of an accident. A creek has eroded the bank that this tree has put roots into. Going by the scene one can not help but root for it. Eventually, the outlook is bleak but you see the struggle and feel a connection. You identify with it. In the mists…

  • Drifter

    The man in black fled across the frozen valley, and the fatbiker followed. The valley was the culmination of all valleys, huge, standing to the sky for what looked like eternity in all directions. It was white, blinding, frozen, and without feature save for the small, rim of the mountains which drew themselves on the…

  • Social Security Cards

    I need a valid social security card. What? Who has a valid social security card? Is that not the system that has allowed our identities to become so easy to steal? I remember as a kid when I was so proud of my new card. It meant I belonged. I was a part of the…

  • Good Crust

    The crust is primo right now. And I am not talking about the local pizza shop either. Since moving to Bozeman I have never had good crust this time of year. And usually, it is a spring fat bike adventure when I get to ride with ultimate freedom. Of course one does not have to…

  • Dead Space 5

    I went to the library with my partner and while she was printing out shipping labels I wondered around. Why not check out some corners of the building that I haven’t seen? I walked to the end and looked out the window. Nothing but cold winter there, yuk. There were sloths staring at their computers.…

  • Routine

    Surgery is a weird invented and done well in western culture. Docs can put us back together after the most horrific mishap. we should have great faith in them. I mean they know squat about diet and disease but other than that they are miracle workers. Much like our adventures. We go in and are…