I often wonder if zombies can breathe under water. Being undead could be a pretty interesting superpower, minus the whole rotting body, attacking humans thing. I used to think that, given the option of any superpower, I’d choose flight or invisibility. But today I realized what my ultimate superpower would be: the ability to live without eating or sleeping. I’ve done the math. We spend, at a minimum, 4 months a year nourishing and recharging ourselves. That’s a lot of time. Over the course of a lifetime, that adds up to more… Read More
“Remember: where you’re going, there are no roads.” — Doc Brown, Back to the Future III Time travel + van life wrapped in a nifty old western motif? Yep, I’d give it a go. If someone were to ask “would you like to arrive at the trailhead via Delorean or train?” I’m going to pick train, every time. Want to take a train to the trailhead of one of the most stunning basins in Colorado? As luck would have it, you can. The train doesn’t time travel, but the view is breath taking. Here are… Read More
Weekend Wandering // Oct 23-25, 2015: Iron Roads You promised yourself to the mountains, so you go. Sometimes my trips start as part of an email chain, a Facebook group message, long conversations about where and when to go. Other times, they start like this: “Wanna still do the Via Ferrata? I’ll do it with you” “YES.” “Ok. I can leave Friday night.” I love a good road trip with open-ended details. There’s something exciting about knowing where you’re headed, but not what you’ll see or do along the way. Very few things… Read More
Most hill-lusting, mountain-addicts probably remember their first Moss Piglet – that moment when the challenge of the journey was accepted as a part of the experience. Rather than silence negativity, Moss Piglets adapt and are motivated by it. They crave harder, limit pushing experiences, knowing the payoff (and the high) will be that much better.
Six or seven individual lights at first in a cluster, began to form a line not dissimilar to the line of headlamps seen on an early morning hike up Longs. They moved as hikers might, in one direction up a trail. But suddenly they stopped – all of them. At the same time. We turned our headlamps off to avoid drawing further attention to ourselves.
I’m an accidental gear-geek, unintentionally afflicted with a budget-burning desire to learn about, touch, and own the latest, greatest, and lightest the industry has to offer. Gear-geekyness is something that happens over time, and like a craft coffee addiction, it sneaks up without notice until one day the cost for a cup unicorn-infused java surpasses every other credit card charge for the month. But by then it’s too late, and a latte isn’t a latte unless it’s made with mermaid kisses or pixie dust. The outdoor gear industry is overwhelming to say… Read More
While we were in Munich, we decided that Austria was the next stop. I wanted to climb something Alp-y rather than stare longingly at the mountains as I had at Neuschwanstein. Throughout Oktoberfest, we asked a variety of our beer-table-buddies where we should go. Many of them recommended going to this sea or that sea; I chalked it up to the drunken musings of land-locked Oktoberfest goers. Two days after we arrived in Austria I realized they were saying see not sea (silly American). So, in Austria, a see is a lake. They tend to be named… Read More
There is a land, that’s sort of far away – like a 12 hour plane flight to be exact – that has both princess dresses and mountain climbing. And they are both seemingly a normal part of life. And beer. So much beer. These exactly meet my criteria for a definitive “heaven on earth”. Recently, Justin (husband) and I went to Munich for Oktoberfest and to see our friend Chris. We “planned” the trip on a whim while sitting on a different friend’s couch drinking beers one night. I use quotes because planned… Read More
Every weekend should be a three-day weekend. Even though its only one more day, I feel like the amount of exploring is exponentially increased and time seems to slow down (in a good way). The Mister, a friend from Florida, Mountain Man, and I headed to Moab early Friday AM. Truthfully, I wanted to disappear into the hills here in CO, but having never experienced Utah beyond ski resorts, I was game for a new adventure. Upon returning I have one word: holyshitsticksamazingmagicwonderland. There is a connection in that place – a draw… Read More
I expected this past weekend to be a truly wet and rainy backpacking experience, but the weather gods smiled and treated us to a few sprinkles – nothing more. This was my first hike through the area and I loved every beautiful minute. The season is getting late so there’s a bit more brown in the color mix, however there are still a decent number of stubborn wildflowers in it for the long haul. The Trail Description: We started at the Rich Creek TH and wandered up Tumble Creek Trail. It connects up to Rich… Read More