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Sunday, January 21, 2018

Choke-stone Blues on a Random Canyon Hike


Ever notice how the grass is always greener on the other side of the lake? After only one day at Catherine's Landing we surrendered to wanton roving eyes and a desire for new territory...someplace where the peaks are taller, mountains more rugged and mysterious, and canyons run wild and woolly into wilderness.

Friday, January 19, 2018

On Wonder...Sustenance for the Soul


I've been to places of incomprehensible beauty...in driving snow when flashes of lightning shuddered the atmosphere...quiet nights perched below immaculate stars. At such times, wonder saturates every cell in my body, provides me with a deep well of energy and an infinite capacity to love. It changes who I am. As much as I have transformed I am still a kid, full of curiosity about the world, chasing dreams and summits.  "The Push," Tommy Caldwell

Tuesday, January 9, 2018

A Birthday Hike for Bobbie



If a doctor treats your cold, it will go away in fourteen days. If you leave it alone, it will go away in two weeks."

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Ironton: A Ghost Town Remembered and Revisited... Plus, A Red Mountain Summit With Arianna


Son, Caleb, and Dotter-in-law, Kelli, showed up with Arianna a couple of weeks ago. Bobbie and I were introduced to Arianna last September (2016) when she arrived in Lovely Ouray to attend Caleb and Kelli's wedding. Kelli met Arianna when she ran off to live in Denmark to test the waters of freedom, and they've maintained a friendship ever since.

Thursday, December 28, 2017

A Change of Hats


It's a beautiful day in Lovely Ouray. But here I sit on the sixth day of a hacking chest cold/fever/chills (moan) that only now seems to be loosening it's death-grip. On day two I felt better, thought I saw a little light at the end of what I hoped would be a relatively "short tunnel."  It turned out to be a train.

Thursday, December 21, 2017

A Far-Flung "All-Comer" Johnson Reunion


"Once, during Prohibition, I was forced to live for days on nothing but food and water."  W. C. Fields