Friday, August 1, 2014

The Wild Life


Yurt: a portable dwelling of nomadic Mongolian tribes traditionally constructed of a wooden latticework covered by animal skins.  


The yurt above, true to the classic design but draped with canvas and furnished with a mattress and boxspring, is my abode for these two weeks at Feathered Pipe Ranch.  And check out its name!


It sits at the top of a hill at 5,000 feet (1500+ meters) abutting on a million acres of Rocky Mountain national forest.  It’s got no running water, no electricity, no heat, no Internet connection.  I’ve bear-proofed it (removing all food and sweet-scented lotions) but the moths are impossible to keep out.  There are reportedly also moose, mountain lions, coyotes, bats, packrats, and skunks roaming the area. The temps at night plummet to around 10 degrees C (50 F) and even with three thick wool blankets, I need my fleece cap and hiking socks to keep warm. 

And I’m here in remote western Montana voluntarily?  Yes, and it’s awesome – it’s overnight summer camp for grownups!  There are the usual dirt trails through the woods, the rickety dock on the pond, the canoes with splintered oars, the smell of pine needles and clacking of cicadas permeating the air.  We are called to organic meals by the blowing of a conch and eat together at round communal tables in the dining hall.  We soak up the sun in Adirondack chairs on the lawn or doze in the hammocks hung between aspen trees. Those of us in the yurts, tipis and tents share a cedar bathhouse where we keep our toiletries in cubbyholes and have to take turns showering. Ok, the hot tub and sauna are probably not common features at camps for youngsters, and we are not making lanyards or potholders, but otherwise it all feels familiar and comforting and fun.   The only thing missing so far is s’mores around the campfire....



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