When the North Face delivered a package at my doorstep when I first moved to Boulder, it started to inspire ideas. Good ideas. Bad ideas. Insane ideas. A few weeks later, they invited me to announce my best idea. Probably the best I’ve had in a while. I’m going to run my first Half Marathon […]Read more "I’m Running My First Half Marathon!"
I’ve always searched for adventure on the grandest scale possible. I like days where I wake up from a tent on a remote ridge. Mornings halfway up an ice wall on the way to the summit. An afternoon traversing a canyon, getting lost between the cracks, and an evening sitting with a friend, watching the […]Read more "Embracing Microadventure"
Exploration has become so routine that it’s been almost forgotten in today’s age. A major expedition may make headlines in a climber’s world, but it’ll make the back page of a website or newspaper, usually hidden somewhere in the Sports section. In the Golden Age of Himalayan mountaineering, the world held with bated breath, the […]Read more "In Defense Of Exploration"
“Let’s go climb Mt. Meeker this weekend! It’ll be fun! We’ll do it for your birthday!” My friend Anh’s excitement was contagious as she described the 13,000-foot peak that she wanted to climb for by birthday. Mt. Meeker may not be a Colorado 14er, but it’s a jagged ridge across a couloir from Longs Peak […]Read more "Nightmare On The Dreamweaver Route of Mt. Meeker"
Well the big news is that I no longer reside in the Pacific Northwest. A desire to expand my creative, vertical, and outdoor life has brought me to friends in Boulder, Colorado to rediscover my climbing, my writing, and my love for the mountains. After a turbulent past few months, I’m finding old friends, connecting […]Read more "Making Plans"
How do you define your passion? Are you a hiker, climber, skier, and mountaineer? Or do you simply wrap them under “adventurer” and “outdoor enthusiast”? What experience and what at what level of mastery are you allowed to proclaim that title? A few days before Christmas, I was in a Seattle coffee shop with my friend, Beth […]Read more "What’s In A Name?"
I was only 15 minutes from the summit. That’s what those two other guys we had passed had told me. In the faint distance, between a swirling hurricane of ice, the wind knocking me off my feet, and my ice axe disappearing into an abyss of endless powder, was the summit ridge. But I knew […]Read more "What It Means To Fail"