There is a place where the dirt is red, the plants are lime green, and the sky is Robin egg blue. It’s called Indian Creek. It’s wildest parts still untouched by tourists. And, it’s wild tells a story that crack climbers only dream of. Each time we come down that curvy roll that leads to… Continue reading The Creek
I must admit. I am a climber, not a snow person. Some people have spirit animals that are majestic like an eagle or a mountain goat. I have a soul that matches a lizard. And, not the majestic collared lizard with it’s lime green and cotton candy blue body. I mean just a straight up… Continue reading Potato Gun
It’s been a tough week, I really tough week. The thing about tough weeks is you need the vitamin D. If you are like me, you meet to put your hands on some cold rock. You need to feel what it is like to pull your entire body weight with just the tips of your… Continue reading Vitamin D For the Soul
If an avalanche occurs you could die. You can also be buried unsure of if you are going to die. And, you can put others at risk of dying. Before going to the avalanche course, I knew the basics. I understood how an avalanche occurred, what to watch out for, and how a beacon worked.… Continue reading Courage To See It
There are many reasons to climb a mountain. Some climb because it gets you somewhere. Some climb to show strength and courage. The reality is that we all climb for different reasons and sometimes for more than one reason. Last weekend, I climbed to feel myself again. I slipped out of my heels and let… Continue reading Mountain Release
Sick and tired, but I made it out a bit this weekend. What I will tell you is that I am hungry for snow and the backcountry. Here is what I managed to do sick and miserable: Today, we hiked to the Junction Trail. It is in town. It takes roughly twenty minutes to walk… Continue reading Sick. Tired. San Juan Mountains Style.
Today, I had the opportunity to listen to Luke Mehall. I had an awfully long day today. Truthfully be told, I panicked a lot. I went to the book talk, alone. I sat there amongst a crowd of people I have never met. Luke Mehall read poems from his most recent book, and it was quite inspiring. … Continue reading Desert Lovers