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Mike Off The Map
Bergamo was the center of the Italian pandemic. I wanted this so so bad. Bravo Gasperini. Grazie Maestro. #AtalantaPSG @ Atalanta_BC 2 days ago
RT @ goggiasofia : Abbiamo sognato , ci abbiamo creduto, il dispiacere è tanto ma nulla in confronto al cuore che ci avete messo, grazie per… 2 days ago
@ RMhigh7088 @ GJeffGolden Rona or 'I'm sorry I'm coughing I suck at running' 2 days ago
Parking spots need to be labeled ‘compact’ ‘midsize’ ‘large’ and ‘Texas’ 5 days ago
So I don’t have to explain it for the 90th time. https://t.co/HCAH1lGR0o 1 week ago
Today I was reading an article that I found incredibly fascinating. It’s an article about the mental toll of football (soccer) players who are found to be extraneous to plans, whether by having another better person ahead of them in the pecking order, or coming back from injury and being seen as damaged goods and […]
I woke up from the back of my car, the rainbow colored prayer flags that hang from my trunk fluttered in the dusty rusted sand, and I watched ash skies envelope the Six Shooter’s towered architecture. Across the fields of sagebrush, and over the black stained bacteria of the cryptobiotic soil, a small rabbit scurried […]
This week marks five years to the day of my first attempt on Rainier. I was a rookie. Completely out of my element. Completely unprepared for what I was going to go up against. It was my first peak, my first glacial climb, and my first time using an ice axe. I wanted to do […]
Back in September, I was invited to the Outdoor Industry Association’s annual Rendezvous conference. The last session of the conference was to be an information session from surrogates representing Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump’s respective camps, to explain what their candidate would do for our industry, my industry where I make my living. Clinton was […]
Five years ago this week, I started Mike Off the Map. It was a blog that was simply meant to record some of the places I’d been to, a budding outdoor life, and just generally a way to get some thoughts out. I gave it a month, tops, before I’d probably forget about it. Five […]
Why live a life that’s perceived as mad? My life is a love story. My life is a celebration of adventure, heartbreak, challenge, capability, and storytelling, the characteristic to which I hold myself dearest. My love story started in the mountains. From the granite walls of Yosemite, where I explored with my mother, a heritage […]
One of the benefits of being off on injury is that I get a lot of time for contemplation. I remember a lot, I get inspired, I relive memories, and I think about things that went right, and things that went wrong. Something I’ve been thinking about for a long time, was looking back six […]
When I lived In Seattle, Nelson and Potterfield’s ‘Selected Climbs in the Cascades’ was essentially my climbing bible. So many magnificent climbs, summits, and remote approaches that made the North Cascades this mythical wonderland of relatively unknown and great ascents. I flipped through some of my favorites, Early Winters Spire, Washington Pass, The Pickets, Glacier […]
For my entire climbing career, I wanted to climb Castleton. That was my tower, it was my goal. Castleton Tower is a majestic 400-foot spire of magnificent Wingate Sandstone that sits proudly on a 1,000-foot cone of loose, rotten, decaying boulders. When I first came to Moab in 2011, my first time climbing outside, I […]
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 […]