Bryan Snyder 's Stories

More than anything, I needed a machete. On the banks of McDonald Lake, the vegetation had sucked up the extra ..

As fires continued their sweep through the Santa Ynez Range of Southern California, one thousand miles to the northeast I ..

Bryan Snyder Photo The confrontation was inevitable. Throughout the Rockies, snowmelt had been trickling down into meadows and marshes for ..

Bryan Snyder Photo The grizzly tore down the sagebrush hillside – a rippling mass of fur and muscle that seemed hell-bent ..

I rolled over in my sleeping bag, causing a mass of snow to slide down the side of the tent ..

It took two days for the storms to pass. By then, flash floods had scoured the canyons of Zion ..

Insomnia was driving me a little crazy. I hadn’t managed to fall sleep before 2 a.m. in over a ..

Winter does not blow in from the north; it descends from above. It parachutes down from the clouds and ..

Southwest Montana had just suffered a shock to its metabolic systems in the form of a multi-day storm event that ..

The sign on the barbed wire fence read: WARNING! LIVE AMMUNITION AND EXPLOSIVES DO NOT HANDLE OR REMOVE MT ARMY NATIONAL GUARD Beyond the fence ..

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