Humility Lessons

I stared at my new nemesis in a snot-fest snowstorm on the bunny hill of Alta. Snotty-nosed Utah wunderkind made it look so easy but when I tried to load onto the button lift with its tiny little orange landing pad on the menacing rope, I got spit out and snickers arose from the kiddos.... Continue Reading →

Sleeping Bag Therapy

How is it that a nylon sack stuffed with feathers or polyfill can restore balance in a sometimes-twisty world? One “bag night” can deliver therapeutic benefits beyond anything chemical or funky mushrooms. Spend a night out in fresh air tucked into a sleeping bag and you’ll find your blood running with more vigor and neurons... Continue Reading →

Go High

It has not been a good summer to be a trout in Colorado’s rivers. The lackluster snowpack, made worse with ongoing dry weather and missing monsoons, left most watersheds in dire shape. As August rolled around, the shallow water had many advocating to stay out of the rivers and leave the trout alone. Rumors of... Continue Reading →

When We Are Older

I recently had a heated discussion with a five and an eight-year-old about riding bikes. They have bikes, neither choose to ride. They opt for scooters like modern kids in cities do. I assured them bikes would take them to much more interesting places, but they cannot comprehend needing anything more interesting than pavement that... Continue Reading →

Wading Beneath the Bathtub Ring

Every year I live in the West I shed another layer of my prior contempt for dams. The naivety I possessed growing up in the water-rich environment of Minnesota, and the disgust I felt for those red mud-infused waters of Oklahoma, has been informed by life where mountain water drains towards the desert but only... Continue Reading →

Learning to Overland

I was never the child that pushed the limits of outdoor play. I spent as much time outside as possible, but did not climb the tallest trees, jump absentmindedly into a creek, or dig a snow cave. I am a dip the toes in, obtain sufficient data, and develop a plan of attack kid to... Continue Reading →

Midlife and Overland

I started wondering what a midlife crisis would look like in our world a couple of years ago. I was pretty sure it did not involve surgical interventions, second homes, or fast cars, but there were murmurings and random admissions we could use an ATV to gain access to more terrain in the mountains. As... Continue Reading →

Salmon Fishing in Colorado

The plan is to get up tomorrow and go do something we have never done before. The kokanee salmon are running at Blue Mesa Reservoir and we are going to go try our hand at catching them. The key question tonight is--what color nail polish do salmon like? I have opted for a pinky-orange color... Continue Reading →

It is Yvon’s Fault

The provenance of this fishing obsession of ours has roots in Oklahoma, unlike us. It starts in 2012. There is Yvon Chouinard and the Mountain Fork River, from there it grows like laboratory bacteria on a perfectly poured petri dish of agar—something I used to do more of before I found fishing. We had a... Continue Reading →

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