We were on our way to one of my favorite places on earth. A little lake just far enough from anywhere to feel wild. As we hiked the first...

I gently tapped the ice crystals off the tent before unzipping it. Stepping out into the crisp morning air, I caught my breath. The cold...

The first real gun I shot was Dad's 22. I remember sitting on a pile of blankets, my body tense as I closed my eyes and squeezed the...

Following the tracks of a solitary wolf up a remote river, Dad and I kept one eye on the ever changing ice and the other looking for...

Just so you know a bit about me, most call me Kayla, but I secretly like being called Michaela better. Give me open air and the natural...