Bryan Snyder 's Recent Stories

I already had a bad feeling about this mountain, even before the thunderstorm struck and coated the slopes with a ..

First gear. I pull away from the gas station, praying that the extra coolant won’t come hissing and steaming out ..

On the final morning of my summer journey I woke up, stretched my limbs like a contented cat, cracked open ..

Sometime, while kicking up plumes of dust on the empty dirt roads of southeast Oregon, my Jeep rattled through its ..

Gone. I couldn’t believe it. It was all gone. My tent, stove, sleeping bag, down comforter, extra blankets, insulation pad, ..

As I left the Cirque of Towers, a search and rescue crew with five helicopters, seventy-five rescuers and several teams ..

Cirque of the Towers. The destination had been in my mind for ten years, ever since the original expedition to ..

My foot reflexively slammed on the brakes, bringing the Jeep to a halt in the middle of a dusty Wyoming ..

Somehow, I can’t help but feel that John Denver’s approach to the Rocky Mountains was a little more laid back. ..

So, I climbed all the way up and down 14,015-ft Mt. Wetterhorn, through treacherous Class 3 terrain, and the worst ..

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