Along the way, we visited Yellowstone National Park. A black bear jumped up on my side of the car and peered through the window at me. My first real memory of nature startled the crap out of me but captured my soul. I wanted more. It all starts with a childhood memory.
Many people have similar recollections.
I don't need to tell anyone about wilderness because most of us already know a little about it. It is within our souls. Today, I work with the Alliance for the Wild Rockies, a group of dedicated folks working to protect a legacy of wilderness on our public lands. I act on the belief that wilderness is inherently good. All rights reserved.