I thought I hated climbing on quartzite. It's a hard rock to figure out; the holds are never where you think they are going to be and sometimes it just feels soapy. Depending on the orientation, it also tends to gather a lot of lichen and moss (lichen: 'I liken it to moss'). I can... Continue Reading →
Chapeau du Gendarme, Ubaye, France (or “this path is worth finding”)
I've used that phrase before, somewhere back in another post from another time, "this path is worth finding". It was from a book of "14'ers" in Colorado, some of which the access was off the beaten path in a literal sense. When there was a nominal path, the guide book said, "This path is worth... Continue Reading →
The Downside of Dreams
My partner and I did an old project of mine. For a long time, I'd wanted to climb the Miroir d'Argentine, have a taxi bring our stuff up to the mountain village, spend the night and climb at l'Ecuelle the next day. I had the idea on my last trip to the Miroir, but I... Continue Reading →
Watch, Listen and Ask Questions
There are many ways to travel. You can take everything with you and leave nothing behind, or you can leave little pieces of yourself as you go, add new things, and find yourself in a new place at the end. Foro was left in Marrakech. My friend who is organizing our trek has arranged for... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 