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As we drove along Spanish Creek I found myself saying aloud, “Wow, they paved this all the way in.” Terry replied, “You knew that, are...

It was late July in the Summer of 1977. I was living at my parents’ house in New Jersey at the time, and Marty, a friend that I had made...

July 7, 2022. The rivers were swollen, the waterfalls were spectacular. This hadn’t presented a problem until now. We were about 4...

In early August 1984, Rune and I along with George and Al, two of Rune’s friends made a successful attempt on Montana’s tallest mountain:...