The award-winning Town Enclosure Pavilion was erected in the park at the Center for the Arts in the heart of downtown Jackson Hole in 2018, as the result of a collaboration between the Jackson Hole Public Art organization and Jackson Hole’s Center for the Arts,...
A sequence of dude-ranch vacations in the Rockies can leave just about anyone yearning for their own place in the mountains. So when it happened to a family from the East Coast, the question was not why or when, but where would that home be? “We’d...
Last winter, during a family trip to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, we started the day by sitting in front of the fireplace in our hotel lobby and sipping steamy beverages before heading out to explore Grand Teton National Park on our cross-country skis. After a cozy...
Calm air, clear azure skies, and a uniform blanket of white covering the entire landscape, save for the lower branches of the pines; I didn’t need a thermometer to tell me it was a sub-zero day and, because of that, I was pretty sure there...
One fall day when I was 9 years old, my father came home with a brand new snowmobile: a 1979 Yamaha Enticer 340. It was bright red with white stripes and gold lettering on the cowl, and to me, the engine sounded just like a...
Everyone on the Tundra Buggy moved to one side to look out into the boreal forest near Churchill, on the western shore of the Hudson Bay in Manitoba, Canada. I was part of a group of 12 from Polar Bears International (PBI), a nonprofit organization...
In the oldest reaches of downtown Missoula, Montana, there’s a haunt where the walls have eyes. Inside a storied brick building, where no signs announce its presence, is a place that some might call a dive. But Charlie B’s is no ordinary bar; step inside,...
On big powder days at Jackson Hole Mountain Resort, no matter the day of the week, you can count on the fact that skiers and snowboarders will be in line for the tram even before the sun rises. Some hooting and hollering may be heard,...
“The nights were cold, and, if you woke up… you would hear the coyotes. … You could sit in the front of the cabin, lazy in the sun, and look across the valley. … You remembered the elk bugling. … You remembered how this country...