Almost Summer Check In

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“I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance, Were it not for making a living, which is rather a nouciance.” ― Ogden Nash

Hardly a spring passes without me being shocked at just how long winter hangs on in New Hampshire’s tiny mountains, and although I am ready to move on to more spring-like pastimes—such as biking, hiking, and climbing—the mountains say different. In spite of the mountains’ protests, I have started a new project in the Whites which I hope to share more of in the coming weeks. Until then, here is a look at what I’ve published recently.

Did I mention a new project in the Whites? This article was more than just fun to write; in many ways, it provided the inspiration for what I will be attempting in the coming weeks. Although the White Mountains may be relatively small, they provide an enormous variety of ways to experience them. Whether you’re looking to summit a single mountain, tag all the region’s prominent peaks, hike them in every season, or try to link as many together as possible, it seems there is no limit to the challenges provided by these little mountains.

When I first started working at Eastern Mountain Sports over 10 years ago, mountain biking was my passion. In fact, I bought three bikes in my first two years at the company (a Rocky Mountain Switch, Slayer, and ETSX). However, the longer I worked at EMS, the more interested I became in other activities like climbing, mountaineering, skiing, running, and even road biking (gasp!). This year, inspired by some old bike partners, I rediscovered the sport, bought a new bike, and couldn’t be more psyched about it. This is the first article I wrote trying to recoup some of the cost of the bike, and making a case that my mountain bike should be a business expense.

From ski boots to flip flops and everything in between, I’ve never been able to say no to a good deal on a pair of shoes. So much so, that when Ashley and I first moved in together, her parents shook their heads in awe that I had easily tripled the number of shoes she owned (no easy feet feat). Thanks to this article, I can now call buying all those pairs of shoes “research” rather than “hoarding.”

It’s not always easy to find fun ways to talk about things like pants, and very rarely do I get to do much writing in a style that borders on fiction—which is why I enjoyed writing this article for goEast about Prana’s Stretch Zion pants so much. Like most fiction, I borrowed a fair amount of this article from real life…one day I will send the Lunch Lady!

For a long time, the closest thing I had that resembled a home crag was Lincoln Woods. Located in the hotbed of rock climbing (ha!), Rhode Island, it wasn’t the most lust-worthy of climbing destinations, but being in close proximity to Boston, Providence, and Hartford it always drew a crowd. In this article, I was able to share some of my favorite boulders and problems, wax poetic about my love of “the Woods,” and tactfully try to ignore some of the park’s more obvious flaws (perverts, spray paint, trash, and the occasional dead body, to name a few).

I know I say this every time, but stay tuned for more frequent updates. I have an exciting project getting underway, that I hope to document to some degree here, as well as the seedlings of a few great trips to take in the coming months.

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