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June 5, 2020 / / The Engine of Survival

NOLS courses are hard. My jaw thrusts downward and outward while my hands cup the sides of my mouth. “Rrreeddd tent, close your vestibule” I yell from my tent door…

April 14, 2013 / / Climbs
October 25, 2020 / / Family

I knew there would be some choice words for the cars in front of us whenever we next stopped, but the truth is I am glad we were going twenty…

September 23, 2020 / / Horses
August 23, 2020 / / Horses

The phone rang.  I looked down at my desktop and saw a 307 number–Wyoming–but not one I recognized.  I picked it up.    Three weeks earlier in mid-March, NOLS had…

July 29, 2020 / / Horses
June 15, 2020 / / Family

Editor’s Note:  a compilation of various things I have written in the past mixed with new material, this is posted here today in honor of what would have been my…

May 26, 2020 / / Livin the dream

From the beginning, I was skeptical. That is what drew me in; that and a desire to be involved. I read the paperwork; the .pdf described various recommended practices. We…

April 26, 2020 / / NOLS
April 2, 2020 / / The Engine of Survival

Editor’s Note: I have had this languishing in a folder of documents for a while, mostly as written below. The Corona sure has thrown a wrench into the plans of…

March 21, 2020 / / The Engine of Survival

Saturday, March 21, 2020–I wallowed in bed this morning.  Four-thirty had me looking at my watch on the nightstand; in typical Jared world that is a normal-ish time to wake…

February 21, 2020 / / The Engine of Survival

I keep a running list of ideas for blog posts.  At the top of it lie three quotes which have struck me hard over the past months.  They bring tears, desire…

January 27, 2020 / / On Being a NOLS Instructor

I started off with two strikes against me. Water is not my element and Spanish is not my language. Luckily Maija and Fiona were kind enough to take spots nearby…

December 24, 2019 / / Climbing

“Do you think the Creek has changed?” Matt asks, from his perch on a pointy boulder. Above him cracks of all sizes soar upward from the black, varnished stone into…

November 17, 2019 / / The Inner Workings

“How do you process thoughts and ideas?” is a question I often ask in the course of doing my job. The quiet, internally processing instructor can be enigmatic, confusing, or…

October 24, 2019 / / The Inner Workings

For twenty-three and a half years I have done what I wanted to do.  I have made my choices and chose, for the most part, wisely (matters of the heart…