Return to Castle Creek

Two years ago, the alpine bowls and tributary valleys of Castle Creek conspired with snow and gravity in a failed attempt to assassinate me and 10 of my good friends. I don’t blame them. [Read More]

Blue Moon Midnight

In those wilder lands with fewer souls, I found midnight to be a more subtle experience – an event akin to a branch bending in the wind, or snow squeaking beneath a well-waxed ski. [Read More]

Happy New Year

The past couple of weeks have afforded me some incredible ski-tours in the Never Summers. I’ve been touring here since I was old enough to drive and I’m always psyched on the place. Lately I’ve gotten really excited about pushing longer trips into some of the more remote drainages along the Divide. While the usual Diamond Peaks, Montgomery Pass, Seven Utes, Lake Agnes area, etc… are all great destinations that offer good skiing, studying the RMNP border area on the map has me amped on longer, more committing tours. Snow-caves and heavy packs anyone? [Read More]

(Re)Birth Day

A good powder lap can be rebirthing experience. Or, at least, face planting in a tree well can (struggle struggle, gasp, cry, gasp, struggle, wiggle, success!). And so I found it fitting that on my 25th birthday I would do both. [Read More]

Rock and Snow: Just Say Yes

“Shall I ski or shall I climb now? If I ski there will be trouble, if I climb it will be double.” [Read More]

The Gothic Spoon

Last winter I looked at the Spoon daily … I saw it on my way to and from work, out my bedroom window in the morning, and sometimes beneath my eyelids at night. I’m a fairly conservative backcountry skier safety-wise, so skiing it mid-winter scared me. Finally, in March – with my long-time friend and ski buddy, Reilly – I got to see it right beneath my BD Nunyos and blurring past my peripheral. [Read More]