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Bob Open pre-game
72 hours ago my participation this weekend was very much in doubt. All weekend I was on the couch without much energy and a weird appetite, not a good confidence booster for such a hard trip. As I write this I’m almost back to full strength, but the ambiguity my physical condition has introduced replaces…
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The ultimate partner
How to do adventures outside with your SO; a subject I’ve thought of writing about for years, and under implicit prompting from Geargal Jill I’m taking a crack at it today. It’s a desire many have, for good reason. Building a lifetime partnership and outdoor adventures both rank high on the life list of anyone…
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Raft rehabilitation
Last year I acquired an old raft from Roman, identical to the Sherpa pictured below, but hand-made by Roman himself. Beyond a cheap option to get others out packrafting, this boat was used on the Alaska range bike traverse whose write-up in National Geographic was so influential on me as a high schooler. It’s a…
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The little nalgenes
Home sick, with lots of snot and napping, the last day and a half. Beyond being rather inconvenient for a certain long hike coming next weekend, by now I’m just stir crazy enough to write about water bottles. Joe addressed this issue about as much as it needs to be last fall, but the all-season…
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A prince of denmark
Over half my life ago I was a teenager learning to trad climb, and my friend Adam and I were down in the Red River Gorge looking for easy leads to build our skills. We both had several years of gym fitness under our belts, just enough to be pretty dangerous. At some point on…
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Back up there
Climber-neck. Mphoto. A few days ago M and I did something we haven’t done for too many years; went cragging outside. That it’s been seven years since that happened with any sort of regularity is something I never thought I’d write. I started climbing, in the gym on my Ohio hometown, when I was 12. …
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Salsa Mukluk review
Disclaimer 1: I don’t actually know that much about mountain bikes. By which I mostly mean I’ve ridden very few of them. Personal preference and finance has kept me from serial bike whoredom, and since 2005 when I really started thinking seriously about riding bikes I’ve really had four: a used 26″ Gunnar Rockhound, a…
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Sun river country
Sally, ranger extraordinaire, can pick out Glacier NP summits from 50 miles away, with ease, but had never been far inside the Bob. Sunny, and little snow, said she. Sun River, said I. Everything in Montana is far away from everything else, a fact no helped by my lazy road-finding which had us driving 15…
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Osprey GrabBag: looks dumb, works good
I came upon the GrabBag by accident; didn’t even know it existed until a few weeks ago. I had been thinkering about using a small fanny pack for the GrizzlyMan, to keep map and food instantly accessible, and thought that such a thing might be useful for backpacking as well. On-the-go accessibility is an ongoing…
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