Brad Robinson
Brad Robinson: It’s All About the Journey

What started as a normal day, circa 1980-something in Michigan, would become a turning point for nearly everything that followed in Brad Robinson’s life.

That morning, Brad had learned that he had numeric dyslexia. As a student pursuing a science degree at Michigan State University, the diagnosis felt significant. He wondered whether the path he had chosen was still possible.

A few hours later, Brad was working a shift at the ski shop where he had been employed throughout college. A woman came in looking for skis before heading home to Missoula. On the drive back to Montana, she planned to cross-country ski through Yellowstone National Park.

Brad was stunned. “Wait,” he remembers thinking. “You can do that?”

He walked around the corner, opened a phone book, and began looking for Montana. “The whole bloody state is 406,” he says, smiling at the memory.

Brad dialed the University of Montana and reached the admissions office, which answered the phone as “The Lodge.”

“The Lodge,” he thought. “How cool is that?” He was sold.

By the end of the day, Brad had gone from questioning whether he could continue his education to imagining an entirely different life nearly 1,800 miles away.

That day set the tone for much of what followed. Brad does not try to map out every turn in advance. He follows curiosity, says yes to what feels right, and trusts that the path will reveal itself along the way.

“I’ve said before that I am ‘in it’ for the journey, not the destination,” he says simply

Slowing Down to See More

When Brad transferred to the University of Montana, enough of his credits followed him that he could have finished relatively quickly. University requirements, however, meant he needed to remain enrolled for two years before graduating.

Brad used that time to learn and explore whatever intrigued him. He filled his schedule with geology, biology, and other subjects that caught his interest, eventually graduating with a degree in zoology and an emphasis in natural history.

It took Brad 12 years to complete a four-year program, a timeline he is quick to laugh about and does not describe with an ounce of regret.

“Again, it’s all about the journey,” he says with a chuckle.

That same philosophy still guides the way Brad moves through his life in Helena today. One place it shows up most clearly is outdoors. As he describes it, he does not hike up Mount Helena. He hikes at Mount Helena.

That distinction matters.

For Brad, a trail is not simply a way to reach a summit or complete a workout. It is a place to enter slowly and attentively, then see where it leads.

He could walk through the landscape with earbuds in, but he would much rather engage with the environment around him. He listens for Ruby-crowned Kinglets singing from the trees and Peregrine Falcons calling from the cliffs on the north side of Mount Helena. He does not want to miss a fritillary moving between flowers, the tracks of a fox, or bitterroots transforming into their vibrant shades of pink in late May.

“When your goal is to embrace the journey, the trail is a page upon which nature has written hundreds of stories waiting to be discovered,” Brad says.

Slowing down has allowed him to observe more than 200 species of wildflowers in the Helena area, at least 40 species of butterflies and moths, and nearly 200 species of birds each year.

“We are drenched in natural wonder if we slow down and look,” Brad says. “Enjoy the journey rather than speed blindly toward the destination.”

Brews, Business, and Belonging

Brad’s professional life has followed that same pattern: stay open, enjoy the process, and see where the next door leads.

After moving to Missoula, he found a job at another ski shop. On his first day, a coworker invited him to a local brewery after work. Brad had been homebrewing with his friend Neal back in Michigan, but visiting a working brewery made the idea of starting one themselves suddenly feel possible.

Still buzzing from seeing the concept in action, around two o’clock that morning, Brad called Neal and told him he needed to move to Montana.

Neal arrived around six weeks later and found a job at the same ski shop. The two friends worked together, lived together, and began imagining what their own brewery might look like. They eventually brought in a third partner, Bjorn, who wrote the first version of their business plan for a college class project.

As Brad tells it, people must have gotten caught up in their enthusiasm, because before they knew it, they had raised money from investors across the state and secured a substantial small business loan. They quit their retail jobs just before Christmas and were soon renovating a building, ordering fermenters, and writing large checks for equipment.

Their idea became Big Sky Brewing Company. Although Brad is no longer affiliated with the brewery, it is still operating today, more than 30 years later, carrying forward a story that began with plenty of trial and error.

Like any worthwhile journey, mistakes, surprises, and a few unexpected twists are bound to happen along the way. One such moment came when a power outage led to the accidental origin story of one of the brewery’s best-known beers.

When the power cut off, a batch of Moose Drool, Big Sky’s signature American brown ale, did not turn out as planned. Rather than throw it away, Brad wondered whether they could transform
it into an imperial stout. That experiment became Ivan the Terrible, a beer that developed a following and reputation of its own.

Brad still laughs when he sees it promoted all these years later. “It’s curiosity,” he says. “It’s being willing to fail.”

Brad also became interested in another part of brewery life: the community of people and organizations that gathered there. Nonprofit groups regularly came to the taproom for letter-stuffing parties, and as Brad learned more, he found himself drawn to the mission-driven work.

After ten years at Big Sky, he left the brewery and followed his curiosity again into the nonprofit sector. He first worked at the Montana Natural History Center before an opportunity with the Montana Nonprofit Association brought him to Helena. From there, his path eventually led to a role with the Archie Bray Foundation for the Ceramic Arts.

“I’ve had four or five really fun chapters,” Brad says. “It’s all woven together. Because that’s what life is.”

Born This Way

Brad’s blood type is B+. He learned that at a high school blood drive and took it as personal instruction: be positive.

He’s told his wife and three daughters this phrase enough times that he jokes he is like Lady Gaga. “I was just ‘born this way,’” Brad says with a grin.

Life, however, has given him plenty of reasons to feel otherwise. There was the numeric dyslexia diagnosis, a lumbar fusion just before he turned 19, accompanied by warnings about what he might no longer be able to do, and one especially difficult 18-month stretch when several losses and major life changes arrived in rapid succession.

During that period, Brad and his family adopted “marching on,” borrowed from the OneRepublic song, as their mantra.

More recently, Brad was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis just as he was beginning a project to walk and map every trail in Helena’s South Hills for one of his websites, HelenaOutdoors.

Brad quickly discovered that standing up to get a cup of coffee hurt badly, while walking the trails often made him feel better.

So he kept walking, marching on, if you will. And in less than a year, Brad and Obi, his black Lab and near-constant trail companion who has since passed away, covered more than 1,000 miles.

They did not stop there. “My five-year average for dog walks is 1,638 miles per year,” Brad notes. “That’s 4.48 miles every day for 1,825 days.”

Even Brad’s websites were born from what could have been a low point. When he was furloughed during the pandemic, he used the time to learn web development skills and begin building resources he believed could help resident artists at the Archie Bray.

HelenaOutdoors, for example, grew from Brad’s desire to help residents explore Helena’s extensive trail network. Artists arriving from around the world often asked where they could hike, and because many worked late into the night, Brad wanted to create an online resource they could easily access whenever they found time.

Once again, Brad’s response to uncertainty led him somewhere unexpected. Through life’s adversity, Brad continues to choose positivity, trusting there is purpose in the journey even when he cannot yet see where the path leads.

“We just have to get through it,” he says. “It’s all in how we react.”

Love Letters to Helena

Today, Brad’s websites also include Blogtana, NatureMT, Find Yourself In Nature, Montana Nature Network, and PureHelena. Each remains a work in progress, some more so than others, but together they form an interconnected collection of public resources that Brad believes work best alongside one another.

His nature-focused sites offer trail information and image libraries designed to help people identify the wildflowers, birds, butterflies, and other species they might encounter. More broadly, each website is rooted in Brad’s belief that people only protect what they love, and only love what they understand.

He describes them as “love letters to Helena.”

“We only love the things that we spend time with and learn to understand,” he says. “We have something that people travel here to experience. We need to cherish and protect it.”

That appreciation also shapes the way Brad thinks about travel.

When his children were younger, they would occasionally wake before sunrise, drive to Yellowstone, spend the day meandering through the park, eat wood-fired pizza in Gardiner, and still make it home to sleep in their own beds that night.

Brad wanted them to understand what it meant to live within reach of a place that other families spend years planning and thousands of dollars to visit.

To Brad, the goal of an experience like that is not to return home restless, wishing he were still somewhere else. It is to be fully present while there, then come home with a renewed appreciation for the beauty that also exists right outside his door in Helena.

“We don’t pine for what we just did,” he says. “We enjoy that we did it, and then we realize there is still a lot of beauty here. Because otherwise, you’re just living to not be where you are.”

A Semi-Charmed Kind of Life

Ask Brad what comes next, and he shrugs, genuinely and warmly.

“I have no idea,” he says. “And I think that’s half the fun of it.”

What he does know is that his seven-year-old self would recognize him immediately. As a kid, Brad spent his time outdoors, searching for creatures and exploring whatever he could find.

“I think my younger self would say, ‘Seriously? You can still be out looking for snakes and birds, walking through streams and up and down hills, finding yourself on trails, and being amazed that toads can make it through a winter?’”

His life today does not look all that different. He still spends his time outside, occasionally “lurching around” while following a butterfly, as he puts it. The main difference is that now he can cap off the adventure with a beer at Blackfoot River Brewing Company, his favorite brewery in town.

Looking back on the path that brought him here, Brad would not change a thing. He would go through it all again, the good and the difficult, if it led him back to the life he has today.

“I would go through it all again,” he says. “My storylines of family, friends, work, and play are all written and playing out on such a beautiful tapestry.”

Brad says it best: “It really has been a strange, semi-charmed kind of life.”

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