Tag: Wind River Range

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…

July 31, 2018 / / Horses

September 2015–It is a classic September morning in the Wind River Range. Orange, yellow, and reds splash across the frost covered meadows framing the meandering, slow moving Fall Creek. Upstream,…

May 7, 2016 / / Alpine Notes

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 river.  The day was still…

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 in remembrance of the events…

August 25, 2015 / / Alpine Notes

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 I followed my partner’s lead…

September 1, 2014 / / Climbing

As Leonard Coyne quipped “You either got the spirit or you don’t. If you got the fu***g spirit you rock. And if you don’t… you’re a sport climber. “ I…

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 that are failings of the…

July 17, 2013 / / NOLS
December 25, 2011 / / Alpine Notes

“Well it looks like it is your lead” Matt says with a motion up toward the crack. “Uhh, you won the rochambeau fair and square.  We can just restack the…

October 15, 2011 / / Livin the dream

“What’s your gut say?”  Patrick asks me as we stand on the west edge of the Upper Fremont Glacier; dark clouds billow over Fremont and Jackson, blocking out the deep…

July 6, 2011 / / Alpine Notes

“Whoa, look.  People.  With shovels!” I exclaim as the band of brothers that is a Wind River Mountaineering course and I wander along an absurdly snowy creek ten miles into…