Photo by Beat Jegerlehner My post-bison-mud-bog outburst drained away whatever reserves of energy I had left to spend on angst. D...

Everything — duffle, shoes, sleeping bag, sled, harness and feedbag, everything — was either damp or soaked and smeared with mud. Tim, L...

Sprinkles continued to fall as our oversized group emerged from the little cabin at Rainy Pass Lodge a few hours before dawn. The inte...