These images were shot during our climbing camp in late-July in the Wind River Mountains. We had just moved into the cirque to the west of Gannett Peak and were welcomed by very unsettled weather. Every day we would head… Continue reading

Rise. The day begins. The sun burns. Behind the cast of grey. Today we flame. Today we smile. The beat, the pulse. It tremors, it quivers. Do you feel the thrill? I do, I do. The lungs filled as we… Continue reading

What to do on the night of a full moon? To sit, inside, huddled in our cocoons, safe, waiting for warmth, comfortable. Hesitation. Is this really a practical idea? Absolutely not. And therein lies the beauty. The temperature is sub-zero.… Continue reading

I sit here at 5:38 am. At 5:38 am on December 6, the world is dark out. I lie under my blanket, a thick Norwegian hand-me down given to me by my mother, covered tight to prevent the chill of… Continue reading

welcome to the white room. in the coming months and years this site will be dedicate to providing the stoke for the things we love – mountains, snow and soul. skiing is passion, and art is an expression of that… Continue reading