October 25, 2017 / / Livin the dream
October 23, 2017 / / NOLS

I sit there, entitled to my crammed seat, or one would suspect, given my non-deference to the elderly, the mothers, the workers.  It doesn’t feel…

Read the PostThe Dala Dala

December 11, 2016 / / Horses

Zero five-hundred comes early. Burgers, beers, friends, and whiskey quickly turn twenty-three hundred into zero two-hundred pretty quickly as well. I guess that is why…

Read the PostRe-rationing the Spirit

August 5, 2016 / / Alpine Notes

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,…

Read the PostEasy Days

October 30, 2015 / / New Zealand
September 28, 2015 / / Alpine Notes

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…

Read the PostThe Good Fight

September 11, 2015 / / NOLS

The following is an essay that I wrote shortly after returning from my first NOLS course as an instructor.  I am posting it here, today…

Read the PostLife, Uninterrupted

June 5, 2015 / / Gear

(Editors Note:  In the summer of 2013, I worked a course with Adam Swisher and Peter Nichols.  For some reason we became infatuated with our…

Read the PostThe Trash Bag Manifesto

July 22, 2014 / / Alpine Notes

As usual, I wished for rain.  It is always easier on the ego than feigning a case of the Sphinx Sphincter or Gannett Gut, things…

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March 31, 2014 / / Livin the dream

27 November 2013–Ambivalence mattered today. Jim and I have passed the planning torch over to the students. They are working in groups of two to…

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December 13, 2013 / / Alpine Notes

How can something so beautiful be so, so… unforgiving, or maybe unwelcoming? The mountains of New Zealand are cruel mistresses. They tempt me with their…

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December 7, 2013 / / Alpine Notes
December 2, 2013 / / Alpine Notes
November 6, 2013 / / New Zealand
November 2, 2013 / / Alpine Notes

Twenty-four hours ago we waded, almost thoughtlessly, across the calf deep McCoy Stream, climbed the stony embankment and walked to the small hut on the…

Read the PostThe Real McCoy