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A little bit less of a nomad now, Jared still likes to refer to himself in the third person.

October 31, 2018 / / The Inner Workings

It is that dark hour before the dawn where, with tackiness in my eyes, I try to focus on the light that slides past the…

September 25, 2018 / / Alpine Notes

“Lets run the Petzoldt”, I joke as we regroup from our last down.  Anna is the quarterback and in this pick-up game of football, that…

August 30, 2018 / / Climbing

We hunker.  The ambient air temperature is 45 degrees and last night’s dusting of snow cloaks Gannet and its cohorts.  A cold wind whips down…

July 31, 2018 / / Horses

September 2015–It is a classic September morning in the Wind River Range. Orange, yellow, and reds splash across the frost covered meadows framing the meandering,…

June 23, 2018 / / Alpine Notes

Is it possible to de-assess myself?  Stress is weighing on me, heavier than the sixty pounds of gear and food I am shouldering up this…

May 27, 2018 / / The Inner Workings

“What the fuck are you doing?” “God damn it.” “Fucking A Spaulding…” Those words roll off my tongue with an alacrity I didn’t know I…

April 30, 2018 / / What Mattered Today

March 2016—Purple, red, and pink streaking from the setting sun paints the sky.  My shifting eyes dart around, searching, they try to take it all…

March 30, 2018 / / Livin the dream

“Sorry about being a moody, irritable, asshole this afternoon” I say sheepishly to Kate as she leans against the kitchen counter.  What I don’t say,…

February 10, 2018 / / Climbing
January 21, 2018 / / Alpine Notes

Editor’s Note: I am missing this so much right now. I have made eight trips to Patagonia over the past decade, and have been there for…

December 26, 2017 / / East Africa

Coming out of Arusha’s Empire Club late at night, I was pretty sure I didn’t want to get on a motorcycle for the ride home. …

December 6, 2017 / / Alpine Notes

“That is not my wish for you my brother” Rueben says in the pale glow of my headlamp.  “No worries sir.  I will see you…

November 23, 2017 / / East Africa

It is easy to write about white sand beaches that stretch on for miles, empty of people, dotted with thatched roof bungalows and beach front…

November 19, 2017 / / East Africa

“That’s not rain, it is Chuck Norris pee!” KG yells across the maelstrom to the neighboring tent.  There is no pitter patter of rain, just…

October 25, 2017 / / East Africa