Skunked in the Pacific Northwest

It was cold, windy, and visibility was decreasing by the moment on the ridge leading to the summit of Washington’s Mount St. Helens. It was our fourth and final day of a trip to… Continue reading

The Car Bivy

Eight years ago, on a trip to Mount Hood, I was introduced to the staple of dirtbag sleeping arrangements known as the car bivy. For those of you who don’t travel in climbing… Continue reading

Forget Me Not

When my fiancée, Ashley, and I began dating, it not surprisingly coincided with us doing more outdoor activities together. Despite both of us having worked for Eastern Mountain Sports for many years and… Continue reading

The Packing Shot

One of the greatest joys of taking a trip is the shooting of the packing photograph. Whether it’s the satisfaction an adventurer gets from organizing, documenting, and reveling in the tools of their craft,… Continue reading

5.14 on Twizzlers and Skittles

Getting out of my car in the Rumney parking lot, I noticed Nick simultaneously exiting his vehicle parked in a spot adjacent to mine. “Hey Nick, how’s it going?” I asked before introducing him… Continue reading

Making Memories at Eastern Mountain Sports

I am humbled by the response I received on a recent piece I wrote for LinkedIn Pulse about the slow demise of Eastern Mountain Sports. The old writer’s adage write about what you know could not be… Continue reading

An Inside Look at Getting Outside

Until recently, I let the weather, my mood, convenience, and occasionally what activities I had planned in the future dictate what I did for exercise most days. For the most part, this exercise routine… Continue reading

Gimme A Drink

Pulling into the trailhead parking lot at Mount Monadnock, it was hard to believe that it was the winter solstice. The sun was shining, there was no snow in sight, and while it… Continue reading

Reintroduction

For a long time, Lincoln Woods was my go-to climbing spot. In fact, it’s probably safe to assume that, over the past few seasons, I climbed as much at Lincoln Woods as I did everywhere… Continue reading

The Moment of Regret

“Never look back unless you are planning to go that way.” ― Henry David Thoreau I thought I was so cool, a regular Jimmy Chin, as I climbed up the second pitch of Lady… Continue reading