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.
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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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Saturday, July 20, 2019
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.
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
Monday, February 18, 2019
Saturday, February 16, 2019
Friday, February 15, 2019
“It is important to emphasize that this is science, not mysticism...an ancient skill that we are all born to practice. This innate "sense" has been largely forgotten...because modern lifestyles demand we engage in mostly logical, deductive thinking, rather than using our intuition. Our ability to extract meaning from interrelated phenomena such as bird behavior, wind direction, plant growth, and sunlight has atrophied." “The Nature Instinct: Relearning Our Lost Intuition for the Inner Workings of the Natural World,’’ by Tristan Gooley.
Thursday, February 14, 2019
We are comfortably boondocked next to an old corral in the well-bouldered foothills of the Catalina Mountains. A mere stone's-throw from camp, the 50 Year Trail meanders by. It leads to dozens more trails that twist and wind through pristine Sonoran desert. Stately saguaros salute with arms pointing every which way as we explore the upward reaches of some of the most captivating country imaginable...
Saturday, February 9, 2019
Wednesday, February 6, 2019
Monday, February 4, 2019
I'm guessing it's been twenty-some years since Bobbie and I explored an obscure and rugged backroad to take a peek at the century old Castle Hot Springs. We found it pretty much in ruin back then, but my oh my, from fire and ash rises a new "Phoenix," or at least a new resort destination for well-heeled Phoenicians.
Saturday, February 2, 2019
Monday, January 28, 2019
Friday, January 25, 2019
Tuesday, January 15, 2019
Sunday, January 13, 2019
Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Tragedy struck the day after I took this photo of Senator Beck Basin. This is where Bobbie and I, with some reluctance, I might add, drew a line in the snow. Tempting as Senator Beck was, is, and always will be, to take even one more step would be tempting winter's fickle roulette wheel of misfortune.
Monday, January 7, 2019
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
It's not so much the snowstorms that dump feet of White Plague on Lovely Ouray, as it is the deep, penetrating arctic cold that follows in their wake. This morning I was Aqua Velva slapped in the face with a minus 25 degree windchill when I stepped out to shovel a skiff snow from the deck. Hmmm. Might have to pull on some long pants today...