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Saturday, August 1, 2009 - 12:00am Anonymous

I like timing my hikes for two reasons – first, knowing how long a hike takes so I Hiking in the Bridger Mountainsknow what hike I can pack into the time I have. Second, I like to know my pace, judging my fitness and comparing different terrain. Last week, Mike E and I had a conversation about how, at our age, we need to combine fitness and fun. We’re not old (we’re not 24 either) just busy, so every moment has to be budgeted, efficient, effective.

Got to the trail head about 4:30, timing it just right to avoid the after work onslaught. There is only one car in the upper lot. The Dog and I plan on hiking Baldy via the Sypes trail head. I haven’t hiked in about a week and a half because I have been very busy with my various work projects so I wondered how my body would respond.

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Thursday, July 16, 2009 - 12:00am Anonymous

story and photos by David Rabenberg

After a long day of work on Wednesday, I was ready to get outside. With so many choices nearby, it’s always a tough decision to decide where to go. I wanted to go somewhere I hadn’t been before, and after some thought, decided to head up to Hidden Lakes, suggested by your favorite local magazine (*wink).Hidden Lakes Trail Parking Lot

Driving the rough road up to the trailhead, my girlfriend Angie and I were not expecting to see many (if any) people at the trailhead. We round the last corner, and sure enough….at least ten cars, and one spot left for us. Did the recent mention of Hidden Lakes in Outside Bozeman bring all these people here?

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Monday, July 13, 2009 - 12:00am Anonymous

(story and photos by Aaron Schultz)

It’s 8:30 am on a Sunday. I am hiking up Deer Creek, across Table MoTable Mountainuntain, down it's ridge and finishing out past Lava Lake. According to the topo it’s about sixteen miles, not including elevation. Cyber-weather calls for high of 85 with a 40% chance of thunderstorms. A little rain, a little sun, lot’s of miles and a beer hiding under a rock in the Gallatin makes for my version of a perfect day.

Extra camera batteries, check. Flip flops, check. Dog treats, check. Grab the poles and go.

First, the senses tune into the birds and the wind, tickled occasionally by a single strand of a spider web acrossTable Mountain Hike my face. Then the lungs breathe deep but not labored, absorbing air mixed with humidity and pine. The mind and body loosening up, but something’s not quite right…

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