The Boise Foothills: My New Backyard

May 13, 2014 A rusty barb-wire fence divides the landscape. Strung high above the the fence, are pulsating electric wires that ruin the skyline view. The sound of rubber tires rolling across quartz sand fills my ears as mountain bikers zoom past. Black beetles scurry out of their way, as do I. In-between the bikers…

A Walk Through the Alberta Tar Sands

July 4, 2013 From the vestibule of my tent, I put on tennis shoes caked with Athabascan mud. Yesterday’s rain turned parts of the campground along Gregoire Lake into a slick and gooey mess. I crawl out of my tent to greet the gray day and the mosquitoes. The air is warm considering the current…

In the Shadow of Grandpa

September 2012 People come to Goldmyer to soak, relax, and to find healing in the hot, mineral-laden water that flows out of the ancient rock. When visitors are turned away because we have reached our preservation limit for the day, the most commonly asked question is “can I just take a quick peek at the…