1 December 2015–It is my time. Over the years it has always been the same. Never secretive, but usually alone. It just feels better that way. In the same way…
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A little bit less of a nomad now, Jared still likes to refer to himself in the third person.
18 September 2015–Aahh the feelings of inadequacy that come with not being able to send the project. Not good enough. Wanting it too bad. People say: “you gotta want it”.…
23 August 2016 “I need to get you to sign some paperwork before I leave” he says. He is sitting on the counter in the cookhouse shooting the bull. People…
24 July 2017–The waning gibbous moon provides ample early morning light as our crampons crunch on less than hard snow. Despite the ample ambient lighting, all around me headlamps bob…
Damn her. Damn her for putting ideas in my head, ideas that had never crossed my mind. I was content to do what I do. She said suggestive things like:…
My WordPress Dashboard tells me that the previous post The Reason (part III) was my 100th. Thank you to all who have continued to click on the links that bring…
As with so many of my vertically inclined endeavors, this one seemed doubtful from the start. It was to be a short afternoon of clipping bolts up on Sinks Canyon’s…
It started the same way and ended the same way. Driving in, the road was still rough. Walking out the beers were still in the river. The day was still…
The cold, clear December night was in its infancy, early enough that Orion was still low on the eastern horizon, having just risen over the distant Henry Mountains. My car…
Editor’s Note–This is continuation of a post I wrote about a trip I took down Labyrinth Canyon in April of 2013 Find the first part of the post here. “Well…
“Man that line is awesome” I say to no one in particular. Of the king lines we have seen this one has by far drawn me in the most. Guarded…
The fully primed, reassembled sign was ready for its first coat of paint. With a few hours left in the day and a few days left in my time in…
31 December 2013 — I need to call Orbitz. “¿Puedo utilisar el telefono?” I query. “Si. Ahhh, number quatro” The woman at the desk of the locutorio says gesturing behind…