Category: Desert Notes

Musings of a desert nature…

April 16, 2022 / / Desert Notes

Thick, pungent smoke billowed from between the two pieces of wood. First, wispy and upward in strung out curls, then heavy, grey, and everywhere. The lungs, laboring from the arms’…

February 20, 2022 / / Climbing

Any time my friends and I end up at Del Taco in Las Vegas at midnight, there has got to be some sort of story. “Well, what do you want…

December 25, 2021 / / Desert Notes

The slots rise hundreds of feet upward, the narrows windy, twisty, sandy, muddy, straight, steep, flat, red, black, orange, grey, everything in between all those. These cleaving slices through the…

July 31, 2021 / / Alpine Notes

I have no tattoos.  That story is one of lazy summer days, friendship, and happenstance.  But it is not for here.  Here is where I tell you what tattoos the…

March 29, 2021 / / Desert Notes
January 27, 2021 / / Desert Notes

“How many times have you done this?” Tim asks.  “Oh, probably close to twenty” Ryan replies. Ryan is below us, wedged into a slot, rigging the green static rope to…

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…

April 23, 2019 / / Climbing

  “Well, this moment sure seems to have the makings of a blog post” I think, quite distractedly, to myself as I fumble with the rope, trying to get it…

April 6, 2016 / / Desert Notes

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…

March 24, 2016 / / Climbing

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…

February 23, 2016 / / Climbing

“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…

June 8, 2013 / / Climbing

It was not with eager anticipation that I shouldered my gear laden backpack in the now paved, super-sized parking lot of Donnelly Canyon and started the walk towards the familiar…

April 14, 2013 / / Climbs
April 9, 2013 / / Climbing

When I feed the rat it keeps wanting more, but funnily enough, when I don’t feed it the rat doesn’t die, it simply  goes dormant waiting for the next nibble.…

March 7, 2013 / / Climbing

“Wow, that was the best pitch yet” Liz exclaims as she mantles onto to the white, rounded sandstone at the top of a varnished finger crack.  “That crack was beautiful. …