Hutsinpilar, Upland Killer

By Dottie Herring Our Subaru Outback glides into a pullover spot on Rock Creek Road and my family and I clamber out with enthusiasm. The sunscreen, water, and snacks are dropped in the spacious backpack and soon we are ready to go. The last thing to enter the backpack is the 22, for it isContinue reading “Hutsinpilar, Upland Killer”

Triumph of the Fish Hawk

The wind whipped through the small, cramped tent and rustled the camo fabric. I yawned. It was about eight in the morning and I didn’t usually get outside until ten or eleven. This day however, was different. With my feet firmly planted 15 feet above the Missoula College parking lot, I gazed through my camera’sContinue reading “Triumph of the Fish Hawk”