Many people told me that coming back to the place you left after a journey like mine would be hard. I didn’t really believe them—I love Montana, and my tribe there. But they were right. I left a life in New Zealand: friends of the soul kind, interesting work, endless adventures, mountains that imprinted their ridge lines on my heart. I grieved for leaving it, wondered how I could ever be as happy or fulfilled again.
From cowboy hats, jeans, and sandals, to whiskey and dance parties, Montana weddings are unique–and FUN. A very good friend of ours got married on Flathead Lake last weekend, and we took the chance to go all out to celebrate.
Q: What happens when you get together three stand-up paddleboarders (including two beginners), one duckier, and one packrafter with a leaky craft for a post-work float through Missoula on the Clark Fork river in mid-August?