I’m not sure if it’s because I grew up in New Hampshire, but I LOVE getting away to a cool, crisp, open space. I have somewhat of a need to feel the change of seasons, and I wasn’t getting a whole lot of that in Malibu (not exactly a bad thing, but nonetheless). I’d been practically craving a Montana getaway when I was speaking with a friend who’d recently been to Paws Up. Right off the bat, it sounded like a dream escape!
Come to find out, Paws Up was hosting their annual Upper Crust weekend at the beginning of October. Upper Crust brings some of the top bakers across the country to Montana to teach resort guests how to bake various goods e.g. pizzas, pies and cookies. Initially my mom and I planned to go as a girls trip, but Brody was really interested in fly fishing so we brought the guys along. I’m really glad it worked out that way ’cause while the guys fished the nearby river, my mom and I learned to make cherry pie and pizza and we ate it all together in the evenings.
One of my favorite things we did, which was new to me, was sporting clays. Paws Up has an entire course that works its way up a hill side so as you progress the view becomes increasingly spectacular. I wasn’t very good at it, but I had a blast trying, and most importantly, Brody got a video of the very first clay I shot down!
Our accommodations were a two-bedroom log cabin set in a quiet patch of woods, where every morning at sunrise I’d watch the fog slowly lift from the woods and the rolling meadows in the distance. Each evening after dinner we’d sit by the fire in the living room and read or catch up on the latest Westworld. It was a truly magical place.