Category: The Inner Workings

Short, potentially scary, insights as to what goes on in my brain.

November 17, 2019 / / The Inner Workings

“How do you process thoughts and ideas?” is a question I often ask in the course of doing my job. The quiet, internally processing instructor can be enigmatic, confusing, or…

October 24, 2019 / / The Inner Workings

For twenty-three and a half years I have done what I wanted to do.  I have made my choices and chose, for the most part, wisely (matters of the heart…

July 28, 2019 / / Climbing

“I’m willing to bet that the drive and the walk will take more time than the climbing will, even with three of us.” Above us lay 200 feet of granite…

May 23, 2019 / / NOLS
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…

March 26, 2019 / / Horses

Cowboys ain’t easy to love and they are harder to hold.  A number of years ago I gave a small presentation at the International Climber’s Festival about the similarities between…

December 29, 2018 / / Risk and Responsibility

For those of you who pay attention to detail, you may have noticed that I changed the tagline on my blog.  Thanks Leonard Cohen.  I think there is a lot…

December 25, 2018 / / The Inner Workings

Standing in my living room, looking at a growing daylight spreading across the mountains, I seek the truths of who I am.  I like climbing.  I like working for NOLS…

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 drawn shade.  The wall captures…

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 makes the rest of wide…

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 from the Dinwoody Glacier, pushing…

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 long, steep gully.  Kick, kick,…

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 had.  I didn’t know that…

February 10, 2018 / / Climbing

“What does one have to do to get in your blog?” John asks as we rope up below the Red Rock classic, Black Magic. I think for a moment.  “I…

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 bars.  Turquoise waters stretch outward…