“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…
Category: Alpine Notes
Musings of an alpine nature…
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…
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…
“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…
Eventually, in the parking lot, gear and people sprawled everywhere, Jim came clean. “Jared, I need to tell you something.” The wry, maybe it was…
Jackson Hole Mountain Guides’ office is in a strip mall at the south end of town. The facade and interior are not classically strip mall-esque,…
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,…
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…
They are the best of times, they are the worst of times, they are places of wisdom, they are places of foolishness, they are places…
Doubt, fear’s twin brother, confidently raised it’s beastly head today. It came as I stared upward at the imposing chimneys. It was there again as…
Cassiopeia and Ursa Major make their slow, daily rotation around the hulking 6,611 meter shoulder of the Nanda Devi satellite peak, Nanda Khat (the bed…
All I want to do is lie back down, curl up and rest. Sleep won’t come, but the lethargy is winning its battle. “I accidentally…
Above me white puffs of cloud swirl in and out of blue skies. They coalesce out of nothingness, dance and paint the blue sky canvas…
Isn’t actually a road at all, at least in the direction from which we are approaching. Initially it is a wide expanse of white snow,…