Howling winds, icy cracks, and perfect granite — Rock climbing in Patagonia Continue reading Them Howlin’ Winds, or Pain in Patagonia
4:00 am is a nasty little hour, not quite belonging to night nor to day, it whispers, “What are you … Continue reading Edging on the Forbidden, or the West Ridge of Forbidden Peak
Standing on the edge of the earth, the sandstone rippling like mute dancers, almost but not quite crashing and breaking, and … Continue reading A Psalm for the Mountains — Aries Butte in Zion National Park
Curled underneath a white boulder, KG and I huddled as the storm wracked the face of Mt. Stuart. Blackened clouds funneled … Continue reading The West Ridge of Stuart, or 2 Hours Hunkered Underneath a Boulder.
There has been a lot going on in my life recently–including leaving my job, an outdoor adventure through the Balkans, … Continue reading Getting High in Slovenia, or Tripping in Triglav