Oct 25, 2012
AFAR Magazine, a wanderlust travel magazine with a Facebook fan base of 13,318 desk-jockey-travelers and an apparent ability to cover locales that I’ve visited, was kind enough to publish my “expertise” on Park City, Utah in the most recent issue of their magazine, creatively entitled “November/December 2012.” Hinting at my inability to ski inbounds and(…)
Oct 22, 2012
There isn’t any specific reason I came to Colombia, but I’m here. I wanted to practice the Spanish language, be surrounded by unfamiliar scenery, ride confusing minibus systems and struggle to find vegetarian food. I wanted to drink water that I had to purify, haggle with banana vendors over prices and exchange books in hostels. To(…)
Oct 12, 2012
I’m currently posted up in a little South American country called Colombia. It has nothing but enormous mountains resting at high altitude, Caribbean coastline without the 5-star skyscrapers, monkeyed jungles with high humidity and an abundance of green things, and national parks that people don’t know exist. I, on the other hand, have nothing but(…)
Oct 1, 2012
Before I enthrall you with stories from my last 4 days in Colombia, allow me to marginalize your (statistically) 7-second attention span to direct you towards my most recent post on Teton Gravity Research’s website. It’s supposed to be one of those witty bullet-point lists that show up online this time of year, addressing the(…)
Sep 26, 2012
You know how running sucks? Lately, it’s sucked less. Normally, I like to rock climb in the spring, summer, and fall. Climbing has offered both my insight and passage into temperate mountains for the past six years. Perhaps it’s due to my lack of climbing strength, but this year I’ve often been getting into and(…)
Sep 21, 2012
As chronologically confused about seasons as this year’s leaves are about when to change color, I went skiing at some point this summer. I wrote about it here: The Definition of Late Season. It was sweaty and freezing and raining and snowing and muddy and rocky. With Robin and Jay, I walked around until our skis(…)
