“You may ask yourself, Well, how did I get here?” – Talking Heads
If you are like me, you don’t stop to ask yourself this very often. It wasn’t until losing my mother on July 2019, that I really stopped to assess my life and think back on how I chose this path. Or, how it chose me.
I spent much of my life working seasonal jobs in the ski and travel industry. I have always loved the mountains, so never ventured far from the Rockies. In 1994, I met my future wife, Veronica, in Glacier National Park, where I was a Jammer (antique red tour bus driver) and she was an intern at the Lake McDonald Lodge. We spent years traveling and enjoying jobs like whitewater rafting guide, snowboard instructor, and of course every position available in the lodging industry. For us, it was about the location and being where we wanted to be.Read Article
If someone were to tell us they don’t believe in love at first sight, our answer would be simple—they have never been to Montana. She’s a complex beauty, our state. One of the endless rolling valleys, brimming rivers and ridges that seem to touch the heavens everywhere you look. After all, a state doesn’t get a name like Big Sky Country for no reason. We love this state and the magnificently powerful earth that brought her forth. So much so, we’ve dedicated our life and livelihood to her. With that dedication comes a responsibility to sustainability that is not lost on us. Rather, it’s intertwined in all we do!Read Article