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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
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Jasper to Mount Robson: Mud, Mosquitos, and Magnificent Mountains
The short version of the last four days might go something like this: *squelching through shin deep mud* *slapping away gigantic mosquitos* *spending a whole day crossing rivers* *jaws dropping at the incredible Mount Robson* August 8th – 17 miles,… Continue reading
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Gear Review: Åsnes Mountain Race 48 Cross Country Skis
When I was a kid I had one pair of cross country skis. They were made of wood, had 3-pin bindings and worked for everything. I’d use them to go for weekend skis with my mom and dad on the… Continue reading
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Leather 3-pins, snowy forests and wind: A ski trip around Brainard Lake
One of my favorite places locally to go for a ski tour is Brainard Lake. While Eldora ski area offers the type of nordic skiing most people think about when conjuring up images of the sport – perfectly groomed tracks… Continue reading
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Gear Review: Amundsen Peak Anorak, Knickers and Gaiters
In the modern world of ski fashion and clothing, knickers and anoraks rank somewhere in the same spectrum as a pair of 205 cm Rossignol 4SKs. These days, it’s all about steezy (style + ease) Gore-tex garments with baggy cuts,… Continue reading
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Love and Packrafts
My very first foray with the sport of packrafting was back in 2007. Sore-legged and weary after the Soggy Bottom 100 mountain bike race on the Kenai Peninsula in Alaska, I found myself navigating a rental car through back alley… Continue reading
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Energy
Energy. Without it, there is nothing. With it, anything is possible. When Elaine and I got back from the land of ice and snow – ironically named Greenland – our energy fuel tank was empty. Two years of living in… Continue reading
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Turning Around the Winter of Discontent
It’s been a strange winter in Eldora, Colorado. It’s probably the closest I’ve ever felt to the “winter of discontent.” That’s certainly being a little bit dramatic, but there has been a lack of flow that has been disconcerting. As… Continue reading
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Off the Greyhound, Onto the CDT
Our Chevy Suburban creeks, groans and moans as her tires bounce and crawl over the red-rocked arroyo gully, deep in the New Mexico bootleg. A long, dusty cloud of red wisps off in the distance behind us. We’re on the… Continue reading
Alta Backcountry 