Knowledge and Experience

The summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro from the Shira Plateau, Tanzania, Africa

I mentioned I’ve been thinking about Kilimanjaro quite a bit in my last post.  It was 4 years ago this month that I was there,  Continue reading Knowledge and Experience

Hearing the Dead at Eighteen-Five

The summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro from Barafu Camp, Tanzania, Africa

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

Above Treeline in Winter

A cairn covered in rime ice on Mt. Moosilauke, New Hampshire

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

When Gear Becomes a Part of the Team

Sitting on the couch with my favorite gear

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

The Solo Mountain Drive

Mt. Rainier from a car

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

Spewing Victory on Mt. Washington

Moriah, Carter, Wildcat Ranges from Mt. Washington, New Hampshire
East to the Moriah, Carter and Wildcat ranges from Mt. Washington

What a day to be on Mt. Washington.  Rich and I were on the summit enjoying bluebird skies and relatively warm temps.  As we looked east and reminisced about a long-ago Wildcat/Carter/Moriah traverse, we watched a climbing party pop up out of Huntington Ravine, take a short break on the snowfield, and head slowly toward us. Continue reading Spewing Victory on Mt. Washington