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Here's a tale of stunning beauty and the kindness of strangers from my favorite national park, Glacier.

Two lessons I learned about riding a motorcycle in slop that also apply to life and some advice from Oliver Wendell Holmes

Think of the leggy woman in a tiny bikini and investment-grade boobs who usually adorns a bike, then replace her with a paunchy, hairy guy. I love the cheeky role reversal.

Unlike the Egyptian pyramids or Stonehenge, which rise vertically, the Hopewells would have needed a means of flight to survey and appreciate their work.

What ensued was a moving story of what it’s like to foster a baby squirrel whose mother was killed by the family dog.

Even if you're a high-tailer, when traveling through the state in the summer, you'll pass through acres of sunflowers. They act as a makeshift compass, since the green side of the flower faces west and yellow side faces east.

The immigration agent asked, “What is the purpose of your trip sir?” Wallenda presented his passport and replied, "To inspire people around the world to follow their dreams and never give up."

She remembered skinny, sexy Elvis and I remembered paunchy Elvis in the jumpsuit and cape who starred in campy movies. Hearing him sing those spiritual songs was a chance to reconsider someone I thought I’d known.