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 […]Read more "In The Heart Of The Creek"
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 […]Read more "Five Years"
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"
On October 28, 2011, sitting in the library during a class break in my university, I launched Mike Off The Map. When I first started writing, it was meant to be a chronicle of my adventures and my travels. It was a simple travel blog that I didn’t think anyone would read and would be […]Read more "Three Years Of Adventure"
Admittedly, as a child, I had very little personal interest in the outdoors. It’s shocking to look back on but growing up, I was very much an introvert and a homebody. Until I was 11 years old, I was so used to creature comforts like electricity, hot food, and a warm bed. Looking back today […]Read more "Reuniting Family In the National Parks"
Adventure is best when it’s off the grid, completely improvised, imperfect, and when it comes with a big surprise at the end. My friend Anh, who up until now I’d only known through the online #HikerChats asked me if I wanted to fly out to Moab and hike a 22-mile loop around Canyonlands National Park. […]Read more "Lost and Found In The Canyonlands"
If you’re like me and don’t have access to snowshoes, can’t tell the difference between ski bindings, and still have never swung an ice tool, winter can be a lonely and desolate time for the adventurer. While the powder enthusiasts run down the slopes, I’ve been getting myself ready and inspired for my own experiences […]Read more "Four Great Adventure Films To Watch This Winter"
SUMMIT!! As we cleared the slabby final pitch on the Beckey Route of Liberty Bell, I couldn’t help but be overcome by a swell of emotion. This was a dream realized. I moved out to Washington to climb alpine routes, and this was my first. At 7,720 ft we stood above the Liberty Bell group, […]Read more "North Cascades Trip Report: My Biggest Climb So Far"
Five months ago yesterday, I first arrived in Seattle. It was a decision spurred by many factors: the wanting to climb, the wanting for adventure, the feeling of being out of place in Miami, a falling out, there were so many things that were telling me “you don’t belong here, you’re meant for bigger things. […]Read more "What I Want vs What I Need: Lessons 5 Months Later…"