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"We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us." C. Bukowski
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Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Meaningful experiences are often found near the interface between order and disorder...a point beyond which "outcomes" tend to be more random than predictable.
Saturday, September 14, 2019
Wednesday, September 11, 2019
The march of time is more acute when one season slips to another, be it spring's lush chlorophyl awakening, summer's fade from green to gold, or Ms Autumn's palette, decaying under winter's first blanket of snow. Seasons come and go in a blur...the onslaught of time marches on.
Saturday, September 7, 2019
When Ruthie, a somewhat new-in-town friend and coworker of Bobbie, mentioned that a couple of gal-friends took her on a long hike up to Ptarmigan Lake and beyond to Imogene Pass, I was impressed. "That's a big day," I said, "must of reached a tad over 13,000 feet."
"Yeah, like 7 hours," came her reply "with lots of steep, loose conditions and a couple wrong turns on the way back."
Monday, September 2, 2019
Bobbie and I decided it was time to go in search of some new "dots." One of her suggestions peaked my interest...a summit on 13,400 foot "Little Giant." Turned out my "spirit" was raring to go. But the flesh...not so much.
Sunday, August 25, 2019
Wednesday, August 21, 2019
A lake is the landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth's eye...looking into which, the beholder measures the depth of his own (soul). Henry David Thoreau
Sunday, August 18, 2019
Thursday, August 15, 2019
Wednesday, August 14, 2019
Another week, another opportunity to finally beat Pal Leon in the "Summer Series," Man on Bike against Man on Foot. We are told by our parents—as well as most "successful" people like Bill Gates and Colonel Sanders—that it is struggle that shapes us more than triumph....that failure is the foundation upon which success is built. Hmmm. It's either bull-hockey or I'm long overdue for the big dubya.
Friday, August 9, 2019
We decided to take advantage of back-to-back days with scant threat of thunderstorms. Legs and toes were only moderately sore the morning after summiting Abram. So, with no consequential excuses to stay home, we decided rise early and effectuate one of our all-time favorite hikes.
Wednesday, August 7, 2019
Sometimes people wonder if we ever get tired of the same ole places and doing the same ole thing. Uh, no. There are hikes and rides and climbs worth repeating, if for no other reason than to get our daily exercise in the fresh outdoors instead of inside a stuffy gym on a boring machine. I don't even get bored doing a mile to a mile-and-a half at the pool (32 to 48 laps). Why? Because it's outside. It's no big secret. The key to staying fit as we get older is to find multiple ways to get our body moving. The more ways, the better the chance of success. That's it. Oh, and beautiful scenery helps...
Sunday, August 4, 2019
Friday, August 2, 2019
Monday, July 29, 2019
"Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat." Theodore Roosevelt
Tuesday, July 23, 2019
Saturday, July 20, 2019
With due respect for a forecast that called for afternoon thunderstorms, and considering our "Jello" plan for a lengthy hike above timberline traversing the Dragon's Back's long, exposed ridge line—we were half asleep at the wheel well before old Sol shed light on Lovely Ouray.
Thursday, July 18, 2019
"If we go all in for something and...fail, we...question our self worth. But "failure" is a pathway, not a problem...a pathway to self growth." Megan Janssen, Editor of Trail Runner Magazine.
Friday, July 12, 2019
It's been a cooler-than-normal summer around here, likely due to the "Icebox-Effect" from all the leftover winter snow that still blankets our San Juan Mountains. That cool air settles into Lovely Ouray every night and makes good sleeping weather...the kind where you still need a blanket by midnight or so.
Wednesday, July 10, 2019
"The most appealing thing about you is that nobody has ever experienced the order of things exactly the way you have... You can't tone down for any audience-real or perceived. That's poison. That diminishes your calling. We simply aren't capable of creating great things with the objective of being appreciated by everyone who witnesses." "Creative Creatures," by Julliet
Saturday, July 6, 2019
Wednesday, July 3, 2019
In a passing, yet poetic reference to mountain tops, climber Jürgen Wellenkamp said, "...a much more beautiful land where burning desires were translated into deeds." From The White Spider, Heinrich Harrer's classic accounts of first ascents on the Eigers North Face.
Friday, June 28, 2019
Wednesday, June 26, 2019
I pointed the promontory out from Main Street Ouray. "Look, that's the cliff I was on last year that was so amazing. We've got to get up there, you won't believe your eyes looking down. You can see all of Ouray, including our house. "
Sunday, June 23, 2019
"Good health, peace of mind, being outdoors, camaraderie: those are all wonderful things that come to you when running. But for me, the real pull of running—the proverbial icing on the cake—has always been racing." Bill Rodgers
Friday, June 21, 2019
Saturday, June 15, 2019
Sunday, June 9, 2019
Ahhhh, the time of year when Spring finally runs out of bewildering Winter surprises. Normally a time to set our sights on exploring Lovely Ouray's surround of High-Country. But these are not "normal" times. In the aftermath of a record-setting 700% above normal snowpack, it'll be a while before we can go off-road without snowshoes. Nevertheless, we haven't been idle...
Wednesday, May 22, 2019
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
Friday, May 10, 2019
I’m staring at a priceless and befitting photograph for a Mother’s Day tribute... gleaned from eight millimeter home movie frames shot by my Spielberg dad, Everett. Mom’s beautiful face and smile fills the lens of Dad’s wind-up Bell and Howell camera, a snapshot slice of Hilda Mable Johnson parading against the backdrop of a ’55 Chevy… both destined to be “classics.”
Wednesday, May 1, 2019
Tuesday, April 30, 2019
I had hoped to hang around till sometime in early May. But with temperatures occasionally nudging into the mid 80's, I could feel the "noose" tightening around my time in Camp Klondike. Due to work and volunteer commitments, this would be Bobbie's last chance to join me, there, in my ramshackle Rv home-away-from-home.
Saturday, April 27, 2019
"In the presence of nature, a wild delight runs through the man...in spite of real sorrows." Emerson
Monday, April 22, 2019
Sunday, April 21, 2019
Successful or not, "seeking" has never been so much fun. There's no such thing as failure when hiking through dazzling red rock sculptures in a symphony of solitude.
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
What a glorious day of route-finding the gaps between colossal sandstone Fins, being humbled by the measure of Marching Men, and slip-navigating a tapering 16 inch crack so constricted I couldn't draw a full breath. And best of all? We're still headed away from camp in search of the ultimate loop.
Saturday, April 13, 2019
Friday, April 12, 2019
Thursday, April 11, 2019
Saturday, April 6, 2019
A man said to the universe:
“Sir, I exist!”
“However,” replied the universe,
“The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation.”
Friday, March 29, 2019
Saturday, March 9, 2019
"It’s easy to take walking for granted, to dismiss it when judged against an outdoors life packed with exciting gear like skis and kayaks and bikes. But it is walking, after all, that is the easiest form of escape. Just get up, put one foot in front of the other, and you’re gone." Adventure Journal
Thursday, February 28, 2019
Wednesday, February 27, 2019
"She looked out of her window. How blue the sky. The mountain peaks stood up like dark spears. Patches of snow shone in the sunlight, running down to the edge of the vast green belt of forest land…. Arizona! There was no place in the world so full of romance and beauty and natural things that stir the soul." ~Zane Grey, The Water Hole, 1928
Saturday, February 23, 2019
So it snows on our "parade." Boo Hoo. But it doesn't do a damn bit a good to throw a fit and whine. I mean gee, Mark, try to save your energy for bigger battles, you know, the life and death ones.