4 years ago, I spent half of my February on Kilimanjaro. My friend Meredith was just there, on the same route that I took, so I’ve been thinking about Kili a lot lately. I’ll write a trip report someday soon – some of the best experiences I’ve ever had were there – but right now I want to write about one thing in particular.
Around 3am on February 18, at about 18,500 feet, freezing, and exhausted from 4 days without sleep, I had one of the most meaningful experiences of my life. Continue reading Hearing the Dead at Eighteen-Five
What’s not to love about being above treeline in winter in the White Mountains? Well… I suppose quite a bit, but here are some of the good things about it. Continue reading Above Treeline in Winter
Is it me, or over the years, do some pieces of gear move out of the realm of go-to/favorite and become something more like a friend? They become a Part Of The Team – or a POTT. Continue reading When Gear Becomes a Part of the Team
I love a long solo drive to the mountains.
I have trouble relaxing at home. There are always things I should be doing. Big things, little things, I feel like I don’t deserve to straight chill knowing that they remain to be done. Continue reading The Solo Mountain Drive
I’ve been thinking about life balance lately. Today I decided to put hard numbers on the amount of time I spend with some of the people I care about, and compare them to how well connected I’ve felt to each person during the last 3 months. Continue reading Balancing Life on a Mountaintop