Long Distance Backpackers don’t carry much; so what we do carry is an inordinately big deal to us. The cool kids know weights of gear down to the ounce. Some…
Don’t wait for the downpour to don rain gear. Out in the mountains, I would see storm cells approaching. Learned to take my time to prepare, to take a break…
“Life is venture or nothing. Live the life you’re imagined.” ~Quote on my Trail Journal, sent by my Sister in Korea I climbed to the highest places, and there found…
2 weeks ago, in the Collegiate Peaks, the routine of valley dropping and ridge climbing shaped my days. 2000-3000 ft climbs at a rate of 2 or 3 per day…
Kenosha Pass and the ridges thereafter offered expansive views across the Cretaceous seaway that is now called South Park. Across those once sea swept plains, rears the Divide. A toothy…
Charging up the climb out of South Platte Canyon, I played leap frog with a team of cyclists and an equestrian couple through the mid-morning heat. I can’t pretend I…
In 3 days time, there was a month’s worth of business to be addressed. In typical chaos style my world exploded before, miraculously, coming back together in one final, frenzied push;…
Sunday evening I was sprawled across the sidewalk in front of the Ace Hardware in Leadville, filthy, stinky, and awaiting my ride back from the weekend foray. Somewhere between coma…
