I want to start this conversation with a dare. Go watch a short adventure film about something sexy, like skiing big lines or biking in the sunset. Peruse the average outdoor magazine – pay attention to the photos of the sponsored athletes and gear models. … More Dither Me This #3: Dear Outdoor Media
It’s been windy here lately. Last weekend, while climbing on the Bastille in Eldorado Canyon, dirty particles beat into my eyes with such fervor and consistency that I couldn’t keep them open. The calls from my partner below were washed warbles, even though I was only 20 feet off the ground. I was cold. Unless I locked off and pressed my stomach flat against the wall, the invisible force would pry me off, howling high across the rocky outcrops and flooding my ears. … More Dither Me This #2: Wind
I feel a certain kinship to bats. Perhaps it’s because I was bitten by one in Ecuador and since then I have slowly been transforming into one of them. Perhaps it’s because I might describe my learning style as “echolocation,” or a clumsy mimicry thereof. … More Dither Me This #1: Echolocation
