My legs are burning and my knees feel like they are going to explode. My pants are around my ankles and I’m hovering over a…
We are camped in a strange place. A place that, for all intents and purposes, shouldn’t exist. A place that, if you believe mother nature…
The day broke with the same anxiety we experienced every day of this trip. Knowing that we would be spending the next 8-12 hours in…
This past weekend the Alliance hosted the first, probably not annual, Dark Canyon Triple Threat Triathlon (we really need to figure out shorter names for…
It’s dark. The wind has been blowing since, well, about 2 days prior. We’ve all had a little bit to drink when Casey wanders off…
33 degrees. We woke up to damp everything. I knew it was going to be cold as my bag started to have cold spots when…
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…