Under a Big Sky

A month in the van with Mana, from the Idaho backcountry to an uncle's ranch in Montana.

I accepted the fact that I was going to run out of diesel. After 250 miles of remote dirt roads, I found an airstrip with diesel, and it felt so good.

Then Montana: hot water, horses, a grizzly in the distance, and plenty of random campsites. Tucked away under a big sky indeed. Thanks, Uncle Frank.