The Adventures of Burgess

I haven't written on this blog for 3 years now.  I thought I'd help my fellow paddlers out in seeing the change in the rivers of the...

This year I had come upon some uncommon luck. I had found myself in possession of Selway River Permit. For those unfamiliar, the Selway rive...

I sat in the dusk beside my truck while overhead the clouds rained down the amongst giants cedars, and on the horizon only a small pink ribb...

Contemplating the seasonal desire for the river’s water When the sun rises you can sense it.  In a breath you can taste the rising h...

I took to the familiar road from Billings, following highway 212 into the Southwest and driving in thoughtful silence. Ahead the Beartooth M...

As the sun breathed it's fiery breath upon the Beartooth Mountain's high country, the waters began their migration and the Spring...

The thralls of life have put me quite behind in the tales of this spring. And while there are stories the will forever remain in my memory, ...