There’s a phrase in Montana the locals use to describe the state, fondly calling it "The Last Best Place.” There is a lot of discussion as to the origin and meaning of the phrase, but it is surely used as a pride-filled, heart-felt moniker for the state-of-mind of Montanans everywhere.
No place is perfect, of course. Montana has its own inherent and ever-present challenges. Its cold climate, vast remoteness, bleak economics, and ever-present being "behind in the times" make it a challenging place to live. Because of those factors, I left Montana 17 years ago, drawn by the bright neon lights and warm January's found in Las Vegas. Now, with the effects of age and changing times, like a lot of native-born Montanans, I came back because it seemed like the right thing to do.
Montana, with all its insecurities and inconveniences, has brought me back to rediscover the deepest being of myself and has forced me to listen to my own conscience. I was raised in this state and lived the majority of my life here, and was a better person for it. The people of the land, including the majority of my family, still are here. They were ready to help me heal and recover from my recent illness, in mind, body, and spirit. When I call it my "Last Best Place,” I mean it is the best space to rediscover the best of myself and enjoy the remaining years of my life.
Having retired during the depths of the pandemic, I have learned to adjust to this new life, like many others. As part of this process, I'll be out seeking adventure and photography opportunities in the wilds of Glacier Park, the backcountry of western Montana, and the Greater Flathead in the months to come. Look for images from these trips, both big and small in this gallery!
