In the village of Big Sky Mountain resort, lies the give or take 7 mile Beehive Basin Trail. My first attempt at reaching the basin during the dead of winter was thwarted by time constraints and waste deep snow. A week later armed with snow shoes and a commitment, I was ready to make the entire trek. I awoke from my slumber the morning of to -5 degrees Fahrenheit, but with icy blue skies and abundant sunshine forecasted, I knew that -5 would eventually feel like a +75.

What led me to living in Montana was a series of events, a series of events that to this day still remain unexplained

Pinch me, because at times I think I'm dreaming! Back in New Jersey where I'm originally from, we have reservoirs, beaches, and state parks to waste away our days at, but out here in Montana I'm blessed to be just a short drive away from Yellowstone National Park.

Living out of my truck has its ups and downs. One of the major ups, is being able to park at a trailhead and laying your head down at night knowing that you can wake up bright and early to be one of the first ones to hit the trail. On this particular night though, I wasn't able to get much sleep …

The sun creeped through causing rays to shine upon him, as be basked in his own fairytale story. An epic journey surely to be continued for the lost boy searching for his tinker bell …