Space, unadulterated, open, empty, silent solitude kind of space. Sometimes it’s as much what a place doesn’t have that defines it. Death Valley can be…
Mile 0: We head out from Galena Lodge knowing that we should be going uphill toward the pass and immediately make a wrong turn that…
Adventure is dead. Long live adventure. Adventure is a word that has become so ubiquitous as to almost destroy its meaning. I mean, when Microsoft…
I’m going to wear this chair out. I’ve spent more time in it staring at a computer screen wondering if it will eventually go away,…
Mama Bear rolls up from behind me and asks, “Where’s the road?” “Over there, I think,” was all I had. I was standing on the…
On mile 13 of a huge climb, where you are waiting, hoping for that summit with everything you have and the only thing you can…
Can you drive to a place and still be awe inspired by it? The short, obvious, over simplified answer is yes. And as if that…
We first saw him as he was paddling his way back across the lake. I noticed him first as we were nearing the shore again.…