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"
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 […]Read more "Protect Where We Play"
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 […]Read more "Castleton Tower: The North Chimney"
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!"
Today I was at my kitchen table thumbing through the latest Patagonia catalog, which discussed some of the issues regarding the explosion of popularity of climbing in Southeastern Utah and how it’s affecting the overall landscape. It’s not new that Indian Creek, Moab, and the areas between Dead Horse, Arches, and Canyonlands National Park are some of […]Read more "The Responsibility of Climbers"
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"