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Rugged in Wyoming I find it a good and comforting fact that dog-hauling pickup trucks outnumber SUVs in Dubois, Wyoming, a rugged Rocky Mountain town (pronounced DU-boys) that so far has succeeded in hiding from the New West’s modem cowboys and Lycra-clad cowgirls. As I watch ranchers enter town on horses, hitch them to posts, and stroll over to the Village Café for coffee and cherry pie, I think about how this horse-powered burg holds as tightly to its Old West roots as a bronc-buster to the reins of his steed.
National Geographic Traveler
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Michael Workman, Beneath the Paint Despite its dusty reputation has one of America’s most arid states, a thirsty place where slickrock and redrock dominate the landscape, there are places in Utah that look as if they were rifled away from western Virginia’s slumbering Appalachians while no one was watching and plunked down here. Michael Workman can tell you where these pastoral places are, or, better yet, show you through the dozens of brooding landscapes he’s captured, not on canvas, but on wood.
Utah Business
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Rocky Mountain Bear Wrestling Michael Dunn always wondered how he would die, whether his life might be lost in a place crash or if he would grow old and simply not wake one morning. But as he was repeatedly raked by the grizzly’s 4-inch-long claws and berry-stained fangs, he feared the fate was at hand.
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Down the Green Fed, drop by drop, from glaciers and snowfields that keep the roof of its spawning mountain range on ice, the river begins life as little more than seeps and rivulets beneath Knapsack Col. As gravity pulls them downhill, the waters gain energy as they’re transformed into creeks and tributaries fleeing snow-frocked peaks, both jagged and blunt.
Wyoming Wildlife |
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Unknown Yellowstone
Winter comes early to Yellowstone, a 2.2-million acre preserve of rugged mountains, lodgepole pine forests, and 10,000-odd thermal features cradled in Wyoming’s northwestern corner. Debuting before Halloween with squalls of snow and sleet that over the months grow in ferocity and frequency, the fall/winter season casts Yellowstone into a snowy realm seemingly locked in a months-long hibernation.
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Photo By Kurt Repanshek |
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Uniquely Traverse Jeff Geiger is a gregarious sort of fellow, the kind of guy who believes that if he’s up at 5 o’clock in the morning he should have lots of company. It doesn’t entirely surprise me that he’s enjoying himself immensely, while all I can think of is how to get him to stop for a cup of coffee. “It’s an excellent day for flying,” he chirps as we drive into the countryside south of Traverse City.
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Traces of a Lost People Deep in a high-desert canyon filled with contorted cottonwoods, stunted blackbrush, cactuses and melodious canyon wrens, the “Holy Ghost” hovers above a sandy wash. Surrounded by lesser figures, the striking specter nearly eight feet tall shimmers on the canyon walls under the relentless sun.
Smithsonian Magazine |