Running Around Mt Hood: The Timberline Trail
The first painless run after an injury is a startling joy, a cautious joy. “Can I do this? Will the pain come back? Am I pushing it too soon? I have to push it sometime, might as well be now.”…
Marin Headlands Run
On break in San Francisco, I was getting too fat and lazy, immersed as I was in the free-cookies-and-beer world of Air BnB headquarters. Ethan said that I would be remiss if I didn’t make it to the Marin Headlands…
Running Around Oregon
I’m in San Francisco now on a week-long break from medical school. I’m on a taper that is psychologically hard to maintain and I just want to run around instead of letting myself get fat in front of amazing views from…
All Paths Lead Nowhere
In the Fall of 2006, I was a freshman at Reed College. I though that I wanted to be a philosophy major, and despite a pronounced lack of experience, I considered myself a competent outdoorsman. With ambition blind to my…
The Plains of Abraham
It has been hard to break the silence on Mountain lessons ever since Taylor and I returned from our epic two-month road trip through the American West and British Columbia. After weeks upon weeks of world-class adventures on America’s best…
Sprinting for the Starting Line
Silence. On an adventure blog, it can mean only two things. You see, it’s the quintessential paradox of the blogging adventurer that any minute spent blogging is one assuredly not spent adventuring. So, when the blog goes silent I am…
The 2014 GoreTex Grand Traverse (Reverse)
For more than a week now, I’ve struggled against my keyboard to beat out a race report from the GoreTex Grand Traverse (GT), which Taylor and I raced on the night of march 28th and well into the day on…
Gothic, CO
An update from the road: Taylor and I are holed up in Gothic, CO, a scant 4-mile ski from the town of Crested Butte. This is the summer home of the Rocky Mountain Biological Laboratory, but in winter, its many…
Prepping for Jet-Setting
As this post goes up I’m packing gear, skis, and gumption to jump on a plane to Utah tomorrow morning. The agenda for the week includes some skiing in the Wasatch, a lot of car time, some Crested Butte corn,…
Wasatch Powder Keg 2014
I’m sitting in the Salt Lake City airport , waiting for a flight to Denver. My heart rate is chugging along at 86 bpm, and I’ve just downed 1400 calories in under 15 minutes. In spite of my bulging gut,…