The Art of Walking

Posted by on Jan 11, 2010 in Outdoor, Wasatch | 2 Comments

Sunrise over Kessler Peak. Henry David Thoreau wrote in his essay, Walking: I have met with but one or two persons in the course of my life who understood the art of Walking, that is, of taking walks, who had a genius, so to speak, for sauntering; which word is beautifully derived “from idle people […]

Merry Christmas

Posted by on Dec 24, 2009 in Wasatch | No Comments

There are those pristine evenings when the sun melts into the horizon. The last of the light reflecting off the snow in a hazy, blue fantasy world. Like something from a dream.

Dawn on Patrol

Posted by on Dec 18, 2009 in Ski, Wasatch | No Comments

There are few moments as reassuring as sunrise. In mountain bike events that start sometime in the night, like the Kokopelli Trail Race or the Vapor Trail 125, dawn brings new life and energy after the long and lonesome dark. There is a natural quiet and calm to this time of day. Like a long, […]

Turn Based Strategy

Posted by on Dec 15, 2009 in Ski, Wasatch | No Comments

I skied yesterday. It was nice to get the ski legs under me on some groomers and knee deep fluff at Sundance Resort. But the reality of avalanches was always in the back of my mind, and at times, front and center with a large cat-triggered failure right down the heart of Bishop’s Bowl. The […]

Well of Words

Posted by on Dec 10, 2009 in Wasatch | One Comment

My well of words is empty. I watch dutifully the peaks above me. I wait with patience. Brooding, surly, wondering. The sun will rise. But my well of words is empty.


Posted by on Dec 7, 2009 in Photos, Wasatch | 8 Comments

My grandpa passed away Friday December 4th. He was 82. He slipped through the veil peacefully, surrounded by his children and grandchildren. In that sense, he died just how he lived – among those who loved him most. He will be sorely missed. I held the distinct honor of being his favorite oldest grandson. Something […]

Blow, Thou Winter Wind

Posted by on Dec 3, 2009 in Ski, Wasatch | One Comment

Blow, blow thou winter wind.* Here I am wondering with anticipation when I will next be in the quiet pines and deep snows of the Wasatch. That bitter, cold dawn when the sleepy mountain wakes from a fitful, windy sleep under the canopy of winter stars and soft moonlight. Myself, not unlike the mountain, trudging […]

Borrowed Time

Posted by on Nov 19, 2009 in Bike, Wasatch | 10 Comments

The lunch rides continue. And while riding the local trail network well into December is not uncommon, it is unusual to have so many people enthusiastically gathering to ride on a daily basis. I can’t be sure if it is the prospect of taking a prolonged, outdoor lunch and consequently missing a little of that […]

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