I write from, and make my home and recreate on, the traditional and present lands of the Eastern Shoshone, Apsaalooké (Crow), Cheyenne. My pronouns are he, him, his.
I believe life is a constant, evolving journey, one in which growth and change should be honored and embraced. I believe in the complexity of humanity and that all people have value. I believe, as Leonard Cohen sang, love is the only engine of survival. I believe that people grow, learn, and do better when they know there is a safety net, when they know it is OK to fail.
I help others learn how to live and lead through teaching them how to climb mountains and rocks.
Open space feeds my soul: sagebrush steppe, pampas, deserts everywhere. It makes me feel and it makes me think. It inspires me.
Writing, drawing, carving spoons, & being resourceful are all things that I enjoy doing, but don’t do enough.
I grew up in a bed and breakfast in northern New Hampshire where my mother was my fourth grade teacher. It was there I cultivated a love of the mountains and outdoors.
I am a privileged one. I graduated from the University of New Hampshire in May of 2000. Since that time every job that I have had has required me to sleep outside. Whether under the stars, under a tarp, in a Trango 3.1, Hilleberg, or a Nuk Tuk, I have slept outside. I have seen the sun rise and the sun set, often times before I am home. I have climbed some amazing peaks. I have seen Orion hanging upside down in the southern sky and ate pork chops with Clayton Voss deep in the heart of the northern Wind Rivers. I have started to learn the way of the horses and rode them deep into the mountains. There were times when things were exquisitely clear to me; there were times when I didn’t have the foggiest idea what to do. I have spent countless days in the mountains and in the desert. I have seen the moon reflecting off of a frozen draw draped in tamarisk while walking back to camp amid big sagebrush and sandstone. I have eaten beans and rice for dinner every night for 26 nights. And I would do it again.
I have taught, learned and grown. I have made mistakes and I have failed. I have lived, laughed, and loved. I have cried, grieved, and lost. I have faced uncertainty and ran from things I shouldn’t have.
When I grow up I want to be an accountant or maybe just be an artist.