Category: The Inner Workings

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

September 19, 2021 / / 616

The pandemic reinforced my love of tea and tacos.  Here is the beginning and the end to 2021’s daily grind: ~ the pot: with Andy home it is a two…

August 28, 2021 / / Horses

I lost Luke twice.  He was my first love.  I remember the tears rolling down my cheek as I wrapped my arms around him.  I buried my face into his…

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…

May 24, 2021 / / Alpine Notes

Editor’s Note: The author lives and writes from the current and ancestral lands of the Eastern Shoshone, Northern Arapaho, Apsaalooké, and Cheyenne.  His direct ancestors landed at Plymouth Rock in…

April 27, 2021 / / NOLS

Editor’s Note: I wrote this piece, taken from an interview with a NOLS alum, close to two years ago.  The interview was done in the process of writing a NOLS…

February 27, 2021 / / 616

  September 2017–I knew it was there somewhere.  Deep in my second floor storage closet in the Noble Hotel was a rectangular, blue, Tupperware bin of tools.  There was an…

December 25, 2020 / / NOLS
November 19, 2020 / / Horses
October 25, 2020 / / Family

I knew there would be some choice words for the cars in front of us whenever we next stopped, but the truth is I am glad we were going twenty…

September 23, 2020 / / Horses
August 23, 2020 / / Horses

The phone rang.  I looked down at my desktop and saw a 307 number–Wyoming–but not one I recognized.  I picked it up.    Three weeks earlier in mid-March, NOLS had…

June 15, 2020 / / Family

Editor’s Note:  a compilation of various things I have written in the past mixed with new material, this is posted here today in honor of what would have been my…

June 5, 2020 / / Pandemic Dialogues

NOLS courses are hard. My jaw thrusts downward and outward while my hands cup the sides of my mouth. “Rrreeddd tent, close your vestibule” I yell from my tent door…

April 26, 2020 / / NOLS
April 2, 2020 / / Pandemic Dialogues

Editor’s Note: I have had this languishing in a folder of documents for a while, mostly as written below. The Corona sure has thrown a wrench into the plans of…