winter
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Wild Place to Wild Place
The last day in Alaska arrived with the long drive back to Anchorage waiting for us, but we weren’t about to leave without one more ski. We stopped by the ranger station and ran into Tucker, who years ago had… Continue reading
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Skiing the Big River
While the forest trails were delightful, there was something about skiing up the Susitna River that captured what we love most about Alaska: a vast riverbed winding toward an epic mountain range. Traveling up the river on the foray a… Continue reading
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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
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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
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Greenland Crossing Day 4 – Finding Snow
August 18. The night was windy and restless, and by morning the ice felt unsettled. Not dangerous exactly, just busy. Crevasses right out of camp forced immediate decisions, and the surface was carved into shallow runnels that didn’t really go… Continue reading
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Greenland Crossing Day 2 – Learning the Sled
August 16. The day began on hard, bare ice. We were still far below the snowline, so the skis stayed strapped to sleds and everyone walked. The surface was a mix of frozen dimples and sun-hardened ripples that made travel… Continue reading
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2019 Expedition Amundsen Recap: Across the Stormy Hardangervidda
Getting To the Start: From Eldora, Colorado to Haukeliseter, Norway Expedition Amundsen touts itself as the “World’s Hardest Expedition Ski Race.” The first year my wife Elaine and I competed in the event, in 2017, we felt a little bit… 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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A Million Forks
It’s dead winter. Eight degrees Fahrenheit tonight, but the numbers mean little. It’s been cold for two weeks, the kind of cold we haven’t seen in Colorado in about a decade. When we ski, the snow crunches. No, make that… Continue reading






