No Bozeman visit is complete without a hike.
Bozeman and the surrounding areas boast many hiking trails of varying difficulty levels. For visitors and residents alike, finding the right trail is important. Too hard and you will be discouraged from your next outing. Too easy and you will finish feeling under-challenged. One of our favorites is Drinking Horse Mountain Trail.
Plant it, grow it, savor it.
Anyone who has enjoyed picking and dining on their own garden produce will agree that there is nothing more appetizing. This blog is the second of a two-part series digging into some gardening learning experiences. Part one focused on the architecture of raised beds and preparing for planting season. Now we will turn our attention to the actual planting and harvesting.
Tried and true raised bed suggestions.
The only thing better than fresh produce is fresh produce that comes from your home garden. We’ve always dabbled in growing vegetables but this year we took it to a whole new level. While I wouldn’t say we have a green thumb, we have had some tasty results. This blog is the first of a two-part series sharing what has worked well for us, starting with our garden architecture.
Limitless outdoor activities are calling.
The Gallatin Valley offers virtually endless opportunities for fun in the sun. There is no safer place to reconnect and be active than the great outdoors. This blog is jam packed with links to the many entertaining options you might consider for your next excursion to Big Sky country.
The wonder of living near a natural bird habitat.
This blog title probably caught your attention. I hope you won’t be disappointed when you learn that it’s all about birds. Not the birds and the bees, just birds. We’ve always loved birds but until we moved to the property at Cherry Creek Guest House, which borders the East Gallatin River, we didn’t really understand the complexity of their mating habits.
How one summer at a supper club transformed my cooking.
The summer of my freshman year in college I wanted to find a job near the lake house that my parents were developing. My plan was to work on their property during the day and earn a few bucks waitressing in the evenings. I’d been a server for years in high school at a quaint little place called the Whole Famdamily, sadly closed long ago, so I knew I had the skills.