200 Days Skiing

  • Skiing Through It

    Valentine’s Day has always mattered to Elaine and I. At this point it feels like superstition, but more than that it’s a way of marking time. Doing something together. Something intentional. And if there is a better way to spend… Continue reading

    Skiing Through It
  • North, Unrushed

    February 12-13, 2026 Winter in Alaska does not reward urgency. The sun arrives late, almost sheepishly, and the town follows its lead. Nothing opens until midmorning and no one seems particularly concerned about it. We woke up our first full… Continue reading

    North, Unrushed
  • Endless Summer on Skis

    This year has been a little bit of a wash in terms of outdoor adventures. In March my wife tore her knee, and the ensuing instability, surgery (which made it stable again) and rehab made a planned multi-month trip in… Continue reading

    Endless Summer on Skis
  • The North Star

    Tonight we decided to look at the stars. In this crazy world we live in, that of mandatory lock downs and face masks and the six-feet rule, it’s good to look at the stars to gain a little perspective To… Continue reading

    The North Star
  • First Day of Spring

    30° and snowing this morning on this first day of spring. About an inch of new snow fell last night, nothing too much to write home about, but it’s currently coming down hard and is supposed to last all day… Continue reading

    First Day of Spring
  • Day 11: Proud pup

    The skin track is getting a little thin in places (like here), but Stella doesn't seem to mind. Her days start off well…a morning ski and then a nice bowl of Pheasant Taste of the Wild dog food. She eats… Continue reading

  • Day 10: One for the birds

    Haven't gotten snow in a bit, the wind has picked up, and my skiing right now is relegated to a few skin tracks up and down. So be it. Decided to do something I've thought about for awhile…take a bird… Continue reading

  • Day 9: The searcher

    Sometimes on a long uphill I'll look at this graphic on my ski and find inspiration. Emerging from the underground, searching for something. The owl is a symbol of wisdom. I'm not sure there is much wisdom in going out… Continue reading