If you run your mouth about something long enough, people will start to think you an expert in said topic. Tutus. Pooping outside. Backcountry skiing. These are my niches and I’m not at all upset about it. As a result, I often get asked to help pick out skis and...
Editor’s Note: I published this post for the first time in 2016, two years after Loren’s accident. Every year around the February 19 anniversary I republish the blog to encourage action and honor Loren’s legacy. If this is your first time reading, I...
I wrote this piece in the summer of 2018 for Osprey Packs and I was excited about how it came out. You can read the original piece (including more photos) here. I can feel the weight of the liquid sloshing around in its overstretched blister cavities with...
When you plan to have a surprise wedding, items quickly get sorted into one of two categories: 1) things you can control, and therefore are allowed to care about, and 2) things you cannot control and have to let go. Food. Music. The dress. Those all fall in the former...
Even if the glass hadn’t shattered everywhere, the snow was too dirty to make any remnants salvageable. The malted-brown goodness Andrew had carried for hours was gone forever, dissolving before our eyes into the frozen earth. We’d be spending New Year’s Eve without...
Volcano Season in the PNW is a special time for backcountry skiers. This magical season from April-July is full of opportunity and the prospect of sunshine, summit celebrations, and slaying corn. It’s our annual harvest, with each trip promising a rich bounty...
