We get outside to live by tide and sun and galaxy to meet ourselves to meet each other – newly free from pretense and pavement. “Want to go to the park?” Yes. Yes I want to go to the park. I always want to go to the park. More than a swath of green lawn, Rocky Mountain National Park swaps buildings for mountains and fountains for falls. It’s home. Kept wonderfully wild, protected from development and open 24/7, National Parks are truly magic. They are windows into the past, glimpses… Read More
What do you do, when passion runs a muck in your brain? When it consumes you and fuels insanity and opens doors to lands you’ve only read about in fairytales? Dance in the glitter- that’s what you do. And then dive headfirst into it, because to deny passion is to deny magic, I think.
“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
So much of the beauty comes from amount of effort it took to get there.
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
The past year has been filled with mountain lessons too numbered to count, and I’ve only just begun. I’ve come a long way from the limitations of trudging up class 2 trails. Oh yes. Now I gasp and wheeze my way up class 3 and 4 routes as well. It isn’t graceful or pretty or speedy, but every route gets slightly easier(ish). More importantly though, are the moments, people and places that make each weekend hill-session so memorable. With only two months left in 2015, I want to share a few of my favorites. I’ll… 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
As it turns out – cars need gas to run. It also turns out Canyonlands National Park is 527 square miles. Our third day in Moab didn’t go quite as planned. We set off from camp with about a quarter tank of gas and expecting to drive about 40 miles to do a bit of hiking. Little did I know that the trail I was hoping to do was nearly three hours from the park entrance. Can we chalk that up to a blonde moment? Fortunately we were at the park in the early… Read More