Every year on President’s Day Weekend (Feb 19 specifically) I am reminded of the importance of having up to date contact information. I share this story in hopes it will spur you to action – in fact I didn’t realize that when I got a new phone my...
In the town where I grew up, there exists a small gear shop. It’s packed to the brim with lovingly used skis and bikes and backpacks and activewear in need of a new home. Since my mom moved closer to downtown, the shop is a three-block walk from her front door....
In a few days I’ll be flying to Bozeman to visit the family and put my Maxx Pass to use at Big Sky. I always love skiing at Big Sky as an adult because it makes me appreciate the magic of a childhood spent on that mountain. The fact that my dad – Popi...
I entered 2018 with the intention of giving up the word ‘busy’. As I wrote at the end of last year: “‘Busy’ has come to be our answer for everything. “How are you?” “Oh I’m good. Just Busy.” It’s okay...
After barely surviving month 73 of TAY in November, I was looking forward to regaining my health and making snow filled turns part of my weekly routine in December.The snow gods, I’m afraid, had other plans.Or, at least their plans included snow during the week...
Photo by Christy Pelland.Ahh November. For those of us who do Turns All Year, it marks the beginning of the glorious season where snow is abundant and chairlifts are spinning. You can go as easy on yourself, or as hard, as you want.The past few years, November turns...
I have a thing for even numbers. Even though I was born on the 13th day in the 5th month of the year, I was born in 1984. For whatever reason I seem to do better, and find more happiness, in ‘even’ years.In 2010 I lost a bunch of weight, discovered my love...
At the end of December, it’s fun to reflect on memories that made us smile and consider what things we’d like to leave behind as we enter a New Year. A lot of things made me smile in 2017. Small pieces of gear like a down skirt and a pee funnel. A pair of...
One step at a time. It can be slow, and often painful, but you can always take one more step. That’s how you climb mountains, and that’s how you recover from addiction. Nik Jensen knows the trials and tribulations of both. I don’t remember meeting Nik, suffice to say...
“Are you okay?” I look up from my backpack to see two men cresting the hill around 7,400 ft. I’m alone on the southeast flank of Mt. Rainier, where Pebble Creek kisses the tip of the Muir Snowfield. I’ve been in this spot 40+ times in recent years, and today I’m...
