Ghost Towns and History of Montana 

Nobody had seen "Pistol Pete" since the incident, but he was up and about today and agreed to help us out on our cabin. Billy and I...

I fumbled around in the dark for my boots. I clumsily got them on and pulled on my overcoat. In a sleepy haze, I made my way down the...

Finally, someone hollered “That’s a wrap!” to let us know this long strenuous day had come to an end. I could barely move a muscle. I...

I awoke to the sound of men busily preparing for their workday. Boots made a large thud on the wooden floorboards as men clomped across...

After three days of riding on this coach, my body has reminded me that I'm not as young as I used to be. The last 3 days had been filled...