Category: Backpacking
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The ordinary, the extraordinary
Starting after the end, which may end up being the beginning all over again. On Saturday morning I didn’t want to road walk a bunch, so rode M’s road bike up to the construction site below Packer’s Roost, locked it to a tree, bushwacked around the road crew, and continued on. Which meant that yesterday…
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Taking stock: day trips are bullshit
I’ve had a few ideas washing around my head for a while, and wanted to share some on my new favorite music, and result of both is the following video. Going through the material I realized that I’ve had quite a good 2011 thus far, and it also struck me that the numerous multiday trips…
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The hardest trip I’ve ever done (yet)
Let me begin at the end. After catching a wrong turn and finally making it out of Holland Creek canyon, the horse trail contoured around the hillside and dropped into the foothills. The lake was somewhere off to the right in the haze of lodgepoles. I had 1.5 to 2 miles left. My feet hurt…
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SW Bob Memorial Traverse: A Trip Planning Case Study
So I want to plan a trip for this coming, three day, weekend. A precious thing, those three days, to be used wisely (hence the above image, which has nothing to do with the conditions I’ll find on my trip). It’s much more accurate say that I’ve been planning this trip, for a couple months. …
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Vicarious enjoyment
A few nice things to entertain and inspire. I need them; post-trip blues, mediocre weather, and a slow day at work aren’t making we want to get out of my pajamas very fast. I have no desire to ever directly experience anything in that particular universe, but it’s nice to know that it’s out there.…
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Big Mountain – Apgar traverse
Friday evening I was tired. On weeks like this past my work does not afford me much mental rest, and I despite plans to the contrary I did not have the wherewithall to pack and get out on the trail that evening. The plan had been for me to get out in time for the…
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“Be Brave, Be Strong” book review
Jill Homer, whom I am blessed to call a friend, has written a new book about her journey up to and race of the 2009 Tour Divide. In reflecting on the 300+ page book, which I read in one sitting on Monday night, I can think of no better words to summarize it than those…
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Talon 11 v. Talon 22 v. Hornet 24 (v. my toes)
I do love packs! Always have. I like feet too. Like the photo sez (L to R): Talon 11 (circa ’09), Hornet 24 (circa ’11), Talon 22 (circa ’07). Feet circa ’81-present, a work in progress (of ugliness, mostly). I got the 22 in early ’08, as that was what all the cool kids had. …
Bedrock & Paradox 
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