I’m standing in the Northernmost stand of Joshua trees, or so the plaque says. This plaque I discovered while wandering up a deserted wash, just north of some numbered state route just north of the Arizona border. Arizona’s so close…
A summer has passed through the Wind River mountains once more, and the wind’s gone cold. Out of the field again, I’ve gained nothing more material than a good solid stink, but this trip in particular got the wheels turning…
(This post has been relocated to another date, though it was really published in December of 2011. There are good reasons for this that will not be explained.) Other people always tell me that they envy my lifestyle. At least,…
The consequences are part of the appeal, and character comes of consequence. There’s a line in Fight Club that says, “We are a generation of men raised by women.” That’s not quite the problem. One of the big perks of…
I’ve heard it said from many sources, all stemming from one study (which I can’t quite track down), that it takes 10,000 hours of practice to master a subject, skill, or discipline. True. And false. These days, if you want…
At the beginning of last year I wrote about the Year of Resurrection. 2010 was an incredible year– as the economy began to recover, along with the generals sense of world possibility, great things again became possible. In my little…
There’s a warm rain coming down on Portland, and unseasonably warm at that. It feels like the first onset of what ought to be a warm and wet winter. I can only hope that it lives up to expectations. Tomorrow…
Always lifting, turning, remembering, landing, forgetting, lifting again, and moving on. I’ve written before about transitions, and about the anxiety that can precede them. But now the wind is lifting me up again and I feel that feeling in the…
Rime Towers, originally uploaded by raventrickster. This evening, snow has begun to fall on the Cascades. The first storm of the year will bring with it a few feet of concrete on which to begin the season, but also attending…
Northern Talkeetna Mountains, July 23, 2010. Copied by hand into my notebook from course documents. “I cannot rest from travel: I will drink Life to the lees: all the times I have enjoyed Greatly, have suffered greatly, both with those…