The air outside was perfectly still and breathed an encouraging hint of the warmth that would descend later that day. The freshly woken sun stretched out its rays over the valley illuminating every window pane and blade of springtime grass. 

This was the rather blissful opening scene to my Wednesday this past week. I was driving home from the gym at the ambitious hour of 6:30 a.m. Having recently purchased a new house in Helena’s central valley, I am still taking in and appreciating the new scenery on my route home. Much of the land flanking the main road is open pasture land and still holds the innocence of untouched earth, save for the stamped in hoof prints of horses. 

All of the beauty of the day made me anxious to finish my unpacking and finally embrace the Montana summer that surrounded me. I started fantasizing about all of the activities and goals I hope to accomplish by the time the leaves begin shifting color. Thus began, my 2016 Montana Summer Bucket List. 

1. Go camping at Placid Lake with friends

2. Fill up on sweets till my heart’s content at The Sweet Palace in Philipsburg

3. Visit Jim Dolan’s latest masterpiece, The Chocolate Horses, in Miles City

4. Pick enough huckleberries in Lincoln to make my husband’s favorite huckleberry cream cheese pie

5. Gorge myself on mini donuts at the Lewis and Clark County Fair

6. Finally take the time to study every stained glass window in the Cathedral of St. Helena

7. Visit Cooke City to see the hidden beauty that I’m used to riding over the top of on snowmobiles in the winter 

8. Pick Indian Paintbrush in the mountains….my favorite wildflower.

9. Ride in the Crazy Ben Cross Country Race

10. Climb to the summit of Beartooth Peak (a.k.a the Sleeping Giant’s nose)

11. Host a summer BBQ for the first time in my new home…my in-laws gave us a wickedly awesome 

new BBQ and my husband and I can’t wait to test her out!

12. Attend Boston’s summer concert in Missoula….one of my all-time favorite bands and one I never thought I’d see perform live

13. Visit the St. Ignatius Mission

14. Tour the Going-to-the-Sun Road on one of the historic red busses

15. Attend the annual Lincoln 4th of July Parade

16. Visit Ft. Benton and write a poem or blog post while lying on the lush green banks of the Missouri. 

17. Watch the mermaids swim at the Sip ‘N” Dip Lounge in Great Falls

18. Take part in the activities at the Red Ants Pants Music Festival in White Sulfur Springs

19. Do a fashion photo shoot somewhere breathtaking like Glacier Park in my wedding dress

20. Do a ghost tour of the old Deerlodge Prison

 Lacey Middlestead is a Montana native and freelance writer currently living in Helena, Mont. She loves meeting new people and helping share their stories. When she’s not busy writing articles for newspapers like the Independent Record and Helena Vigilante, she can usually be found indulging in her second greatest passion–playing in the Montana wilderness. She loves skiing and snowmobiling in the winter and four wheeling, hiking, boating, and riding dirt bikes in the summer.

Top Image Credits: Lee Boman

My Five Favorite Camping Spots Around Bozeman

It seems as if spring has officially arrived in our little valley. After the cool, rainy weather last week, Bozeman has blossomed. Everything is green, lush and is it just me or does it seem like there are SO many more flowering trees this year? It has gotten me itching to get up into the mountains. While I know that camping is still a few weeks off I can’t help already planning weekends for summer. The snow on the mountains needs to melt off before we venture towards them, however nothing can stop me from thinking about packing up the Subaru, finding the perfect spot, throwing up a tent, building a fire and letting the calm and peace settle over you as you get away from everything. My five favorite camping spots that I can’t wait to get to (in no particular order).

Hyalite Canyon. Stick with me here...I know this has become an overly­touristy, crowded area to go to but I still love it and it is literally in Bozeman’s backyard. This makes it perfect for a quick camp trip. It holds so many memories for me of early camping. Not my childhood, more when I began to venture on my own. Those care­free days when mybest friend and I would decide Saturday morning to get out of the nonsense of high school drama and head to Hyalite for the night. It’s hard to imagine but back in the day you could do this...decide on a weekend to go to Hyalite and actually get your pick of camping spots. Oh, those were the days, the pre­Bozeman­hype days. Before everyone else realized how awesome it was. Last summer I naively thought we could still maybe do this. Two and half hours later, after driving all over Hyalite and then negotiating with a campground host we finally got a spot. I was sad to realize things were different and now you needed to reserve a spot 6 months in advance if you wanted to camp up Hyalite. Even with the chaos there now, I still love camping and playing there. Luckily it is big andspread out for everyone to enjoy.

Frog Lake. This is not what it is actually called, but like a good fishing spot I can’t reveal my actual favorite spot to camp...everyone else can have Hyalite we’ll keep this gem to ourselves. Basically any secluded mountain lake where you can camp is the best in my book. We take the paddle board, kayak and camping gear and set up on the waters edge. This particular one is in the Tobacco Roots (that’s all I’ll divulge) and it’s a small, crystal clear lake where you can see down to the bottom. There are a couple campsites scattered around and on a weekend most will have happy campers in them. The beauty is the set­up because although you know others are there, you can’t see them. Once the noise of the day­time ATV’s dies down, a quiet settles over the lake and all you can hear is the crackling fire and the occasional fish jump. The glass­like water with the moon reflecting on it begging for you to take the board out for a midnight paddle. There’s nothing quite like camping on a lake, so if you are lucky enough to find a quiet mountain one take advantage and camp there many times throughout the summer.

Pine Creek. It’s hard not be in awe of the Paradise Valley. The mountains there get me every time. Now, camping in campgrounds is not my favorite, but I want to keep this well rounded for every type of camper out there. The Pine Creek KOA is fantastic. My best friend grew up in Livingston so her childhood memories are from this place. Each year for the past decade we have celebrated her birthday at this campground. At first I was reluctant...paying to camp at a KOA? No thank you. However, we were pleasantly surprised and with young kids it’s hard to beat a place that has a swimming pool, playground and bathrooms. It sits on the beautiful Yellowstone River and is a hop, skip and jump away from the trailhead to hike to Pine Creek Falls. If you’re feeling more adventurous head all the way up to Pine Creek Lake...one of the most beautiful spots in Montana.

The Elkhorns. Here is where I fell in love with camping. My memories go way back to my earliest childhood. Running in the woods with my sisters, lost in a world of make believe, roasting marshmallows, snuggled together in tents under the starry night. There are a few primitive campgrounds, however, we go here to get lost. Finding our own perfect spot to call home for a night or two. A place where there is no cell service and while you may see the occasional other person go by, odds are you won’t. A place where now our own kids run in the woods, far away from the real world at home. A place to read quietly by the creek, take a hike to nowhere and wake up to the sun rising over the mountains. This is my happy place.

The Bridgers. If Hyalite is in Bozeman’s backyard, then the Bridgers are in our front yard. The Bridgers are a wonderful playground for hikers like me. You can join the crowds to Sacajawea Peak or wander on the many less­known trails that meander throughout.

There are several established campgrounds in the Bridgers, but also plenty of forest service land to find your own place. Like Hyalite I like the ease of getting to the Bridgers. Easy for an overnight campout and a perfect place to set up a home base to come back to after playing in the mountains during the day.

Memorial Weekend is the kickoff to camping season in Montana. However, it is notoriously cold and rainy so we usually hold off until June. We are in the first week of May so the countdown is on. Time to dust off the tent, throw the RocketBox on the car and get ready. Happy camping.

 Angela Jamison is a native Montanan and she grew up in beautiful Bozeman. She is the mother of two girls and writes a blog about her life here and taking in the simple pleasures of family and food. 

Each year Montana Public Radio hosts a fund raising event to help finance their programs. They cajole their listeners into donating money to support their favorite radio shows and they offer what they call premiums for making donations at certain levels. These premiums are gifts that local listeners contribute and are, more often than not, eclectic, unique, homemade items that end up being loads for fun for all involved – the giver, the receiver, and fellow listeners. Odd sounding, off the wall, engaging premiums have become a signature of Montana Public Radio’s annual fundraising events and have served to make thousands of connections throughout the community.
 

Dunrovin Ranch has been both a giver and a receiver of these premiums. In fact, one of our loveliest assets came to us via a Montana Public Radio premium. When we first moved to Dunrovin, we had almost no experience with orchards and flowering trees. Upon making our first donation to Montana Public Radio, Sterling decided that he would select a premium that consisted of a scion from a listener’s apple tree that purportedly produced the most delicious apples imaginable to be grafted onto our own apple tree. Well, this sounded like a hoot. We had never imaged grafting one tree to another, and we we anxious to learn.
 

On the appointed day, a delightful gentleman arrived at Dunrovin with several scions in hand and set about to graft them to our tree while we watched and asked all sort of simple minded questions revealing our total ignorance of managing an orchard. He was most patient and most helpful. Not only did he complete his appointed task, but he asked us if we had cultivated any orchard mason bees. Well, of course not. We had never even heard of mason orchard bees, and we certainly had no idea of how to culture them. After listening to him extol their many virtues which included that they are native to Montana, very shy, do not live in hives, and do not sting, we were eager to lure them to our newly planted orchard. This meant simply installing a “bee box” with individual holes drilled, and supplying a source of moist clay for them to use to plug their individual nests.
 

This man was so generous and so committed to getting us get going, that he returned the next week with a couple of bee boxes that he had built. They were immediately installed on the side of our log home, and for two years, I faithfully maintained a pot with moist clay right under them to give the bees access to the mud essential for their homes. Sure enough, within several years, we had hordes of mason bees anxious to pollinate our ever growing number of both true fruit bearing and ornamental fruit trees. Happily, our orchard routinely produces an abundance of cherries, apples, pears, and plums each year. In addition, the scion that was grafted more than lived up to it billing. We routinely fight over who gets the apples from that part of the tree!
 

Regrettably, I do not remember the name of this kind and very knowledgeable man who grafted the scion to our apple tree and who helped us so many years ago to get mason orchard bees established at Dunrovin. But I do remember his wonderful personality. And I remember his great Montana story which is not atypical of others who live here. When we asked him what he did, he immediately responded by saying, ” Well, I am a poet. That is what I am, but I can’t make a living as a poet. So, I make my living as a carpenter and I moved here to live amid the Montana mountains that inspire my poetry. Fruit trees are my passion.” Thank you, Montana Public Radio, for bringing this most remarkable man to Dunrovin.
 

These many years later, our population of mason bees flourishes and bewitches all of our spring guests. As the flowering crab apple trees that surround our guest lodging bloom, the trees come alive with the sound of the thousands of mason bees busily visiting each and every bloom. Kids of all ages – from two to ninety – stand entranced beneath the trees and listen. They just listen to the overwhelming buzz knowing full well that they are in no danger from these friendly little insects. It’s pure magic! You can listen for yourself!

 SuzAnne Miller is the owner of Dunrovin Ranch. A fourth-generation Montanan, SuzAnne grew  up roaming the mountains and fishing the streams of western Montana. Her love of nature,  animals, science, and education prompted her to create the world’s first cyber ranch where live  web cameras bring Dunrovin’s wildlife and ranch life to internet users across the globe. 

You can find her blog at: http://dunrovinranchmontana.com/blog/