Gray Wolf Peak
Hiking in the Mission Mountains north of Missoula, Montana. Big ups to Biga for all the mountain inspiration.
Hiking in the Mission Mountains north of Missoula, Montana. Big ups to Biga for all the mountain inspiration.
Recent events with Jeff and Isaias. Trying to appreciate the warmth and light around the summer solstice.
Seven nights of camping and six days of climbing limestone in the Utah Desert. Thanks to Cicada for all the inspirational crushing and to Isaias for being such a grand travel companion. These are all from the first 2 days.
This was in late September. The Maroon Bells are Maroon Peak and North Maroon peak. They are two of the 58 mountains in Colorado that are above 14 thousand feet tall. Thanks to Juddson for the plan.
Although we didn’t have ropes, I would call this a climb as there were quite a few places where you were on very steep terrain doing 4th and 5th class moves.
Mom and I drove up from NJ to Maine to visit John Bisignano, a long-time friend of our family. John lives on the coast of Maine in Owl’s Head, a small town just south of Rockland. We spent a few days up there enjoying the slow pace of rural life. Thanks to John for being such a fantastic host!
After about 10 years of relative consistence, I have fallen out from making new posts. This is the first update covering any event from the last 2 years of my life. Since that time I’ve been living and teaching in Denver, CO.
The last several weeks I have taken two separate trips to the City of Rocks National Reserve, in southern Idaho. I had heard good things but never been. It is a sea of endless granite spires in the middle of nowhere. I thought it was awesome. These pictures are all from the first visit.
This took place last May. The original plan was to do the Muir Wall. We ended up spending 4 days climbing the lower part of the Muir Wall and then swung over to the Nose under the Great Roof. “The Triple Indirect”. We had some excellent weather and didn’t have to deal with any other climbers basically the whole time. A grand occasion.
A casual 4-pitch romp via Otto’s Route in Colorado National Monument. First climbed by John Otto, a quintessential outdoorsman whose one (and only?) marriage lasted a few weeks. His wife is quoted as saying “I tried hard to live his way, but I could not do it, I could not live with a man to whom even a cabin was an encumbrance.”
Winter rambling. I landed a job in Moab that I needed to get to by March 15th. I didn’t have a lot of confidence in the job, but at least it was a plan.
Halfway between Las Vegas and Joshua Tree National Park is the Mojave National Preserve. A surreal landscape of jagged mountains and endless desert valleys. There are some giant sand dunes in there, we camped a couple nights and checked them out.
A few days in a otherworldly part of southern California last November. Thank you Valerie for arranging the accommodations and to your sister for allowing us to stay at her Airbnb spot.