Yeo Won Yarnell's essay was the best of the 2019 FSPW Scholarship Competition.
I was raised in a household that highly values doing outdoor activities like...
Save the wild Scotchmans
Save the wild Scotchmans
Voices in the Wilderness, begun as a celebration of the 50th anniversary of the Wilderness Act, allows people from many walks of life to tell personal stories about enjoyable —or maybe not-so-enjoyable —adventures and personally important moments in wild country. Pieces are written by people from all around the Scotchmans area. Each story tells of the writer’s special relationship with wild places. The stories are funny, touching, scary, inspiring and all rooted in a personal relationship with a place with no roads.
These essays are published in papers around the region including Montanian, Western News, Sanders County Ledger, Bonner County Daily Bee, and Sandpoint Reader.
I was raised in a household that highly values doing outdoor activities like...
Growing up in Libby, Montana, I was surrounded by incredibly wild and beautiful country. Our family spent a lot of time in the outdoors. There were trails headed into the...
By Phalyn Fickas
The September day started out early, before the sun rose, as most expeditions like this do. I laced up my boots, filled my water bottles, and headed out the door with my friend...
By Kelly Butts-Spirito
Eugenio Montale once wrote, “The most dangerous aspect of present-day life is the dissolution of the feeling of individual...
By Brian Baxter
After the snowfall, Old Man Winter rests. He is warm now, with his long white hair flowing down his shoulders. After conjuring up...
By Jacob Arrington
When I first applied for the Friends of Scotchman Peaks Wilderness Backcountry Ranger position, I knew very little of what I was getting into. I knew that it would be hard,...
By Annie Gassmann
We were nearing the end of a mother–daughter backpack trip into the Scapegoat Wilderness. I was in my late teens, eager to explore tall mountains, dark forests and pretend I...
Family and Fall in the South Fork of Ross Creek
We moved West in the early 1970s because we found it quiet and beautiful, and much less busy than Minneapolis. After some substitute teaching and...