THESE DAYS, IN THE WORLD OF RESIDENTIAL CONSTRUCTION, cautionary tales are a dime a dozen: the stories about contractors and clients who simply don’t get along, who miscommunicate, and who part ways on hostile terms. Few and far between are the tales of smooth-sailing projects...

"I THINK YOU BOUGHT THE WRONG HOUSE,” architect Ed Ugorowski, of Design Partnership in Bozeman, Montana, remembered telling his clients. [caption id="attachment_11685" align="aligncenter" width="1500"] The heart of the home — its living area/dining room/kitchen — is characterized by floors of Topcret microcement, an Argentinian product; 200-year-old...

WHEN LOOKING FOR INSPIRATION for the remodel of their new home, Jim and Beth Hageman knew there was no better influence than nature — especially because their recently purchased property was located right on the Madison River near Ennis, Montana. [caption id="attachment_11640" align="alignleft" width="271"] As avid...

IN LIVINGSTON, MONTANA, barely a stone’s throw from the Yellowstone River, a handful of fly-fishing craftspeople are at the forefront of a burgeoning movement, creating handmade, utilitarian works of art. Boats. Rods. Flies. Not unlike the pioneering farmers of the farm-to-table movement, these men and...

THE BIG HOLE RIVER has its start east of the Continental Divide in the Beaverheads, bubbling up from a complex of high-altitude rivulets and runs, snowmelt ponds and puddles, before flowing 150-some miles toward its confluence with the Jefferson River. Along the way, the Big...

SOUTH OF THREE FORKS where the graveled Madison Road winds past cattle ranches, horse farms, and residences, there’s a unique, unmarked fishery at the Cobblestone Fishing Access site. Commonly known as Darlington Spring Creek Ditch (its original name was Darlinton, after the family that once owned the...

WHEN MY WIFE AND I CRESTED THE FINAL mound of trail approaching Gneiss Lake in Montana’s Tobacco Root Mountains, the beauty of the jagged granite walls briefly halted us. Below, concentric circles of slow-rising cutthroat trout pocked Gneiss’ surface, and the click-clack of bounding mountain...

THUNDER BOOMED AND LIGHTNING STRUCK the valley below. Rain strafed the exposed granite ridge in windy gyres, but only briefly. Remnant water drops glinted on the chalet windows — fool’s gold in the setting sun — and a deceptive rainbow appeared to the west over...

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