Snow Chores

Red Mountain was recently closed due to heavy snow and avalanche runs. CDOT crews rotated through the night...carving passages, plowing snow and risking life and limb to the fickle whims of Mother Nature. They also fire off rounds of mortar shells in attempts to trigger potentially deadly buildups of snow that plague Highway 550 South all winter long.

Christmas Eve Hike

Christmas is a good time to take a break from our usual geocentric lives and—with appropriate humility—fathom that neither the world nor the Universe revolves around us.

The Price Of Admission

Red Mountain Pass:  Though bitter cold, the sun promises to shine...a good day to get high.

Tracking Bejeweled Mounds Of Powder Snow

Dawn brakes crisp as the thermometer hovers just above zero degrees. Half asleep, coffee in hand, I want to feel for myself. But the sliding glass door to the deck resists my tug...frozen tight in the closed position. 

The Monster Inside Named Will

"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster."   Nietzsche 

Cold Play...Just For Laughs...

Laughter might well be the second most contagious form of emoting...right behind crying.

"Into The Wild"

In the wake of a series of slipstream winter storms that pummeled high mountain passes—as well as our vertiginous bobsled-run driveway—the sun returned just in time to righten my snow-globe world and brighten my mood ring.

"Our feet may leave, but not our hearts"

"Where we love is home, home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts."  Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.

It Takes A Superabundance Of Photos To Wrap Up Zion

Saturday was Jello-set to be D-Day from Southwest Utah. I say "Jello" because after a record-breakimg 160 days without a drop of rain, the skies opened up and delivered record-breaking amounts of moisture...inches upon inches seldom seen in high deserts. With all that rain came cloudy, cooler than normal weather. And it just kept getting colder and colder and colder.