This past weekend was the 2022 Banana Belt Race.
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It’s on the list, it must be climbed
Peak bagging is a strange pastime. Getting up at gawdawful hours of the morning, driving all over the state to spend all day walking up and down steep slopes until your toenails turn black all because a mountain appears on some arbitrary list. Is a 13,000-foot mountain less worthy of climbing than a 14,000-foot mountain? No. But the 14,000-foot mountain is on a list. Actually, the 13,000-foot mountain is on a list too, a different list. But one list at a time.
Continue readingHome Mountain
One of the things I love most about where we live is you can literally look out the window and see unlimited opportunities for adventure. What’s that mountain? Where does that drainage go? I wonder if there’s a trail up that? Everywhere you look there’s something new to explore and enjoy. I’m tremendously grateful.
Continue readingWhich way to the Waterdogs?
We now return to our regularly scheduled programming…
And for the ten of you who occasionally glance at this blog, thank you for your patience.
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Making Tracks
Lifts? Where we’re going we don’t need lifts.*
* Chapeau to Doc Brown.
Greetings and happy 2022. May it be less of a shitshow than 2021, although the way things are going, it doesn’t look promising.
Although there are clearly more pressing matters in the world these days, I wanted to talk about something else on my mind: learning new things.
Continue readingDoing my snow dance
To say this winter is starting off slowly would be a huge understatement. Denver has yet to experience their first snow, breaking the record for the latest first snow set back in 1934. And since it stopped snowing last spring a little earlier than average, Denver is closing in on its longest streak of no snow set back in 1887.
Continue readingZen and the art of moose tracking
Gravel riding is the zen of cycling. Mountain biking gives you that hyper-alert, most awake you’ve been in your life, double espresso chased with a Mountain Dew feeling. And road, while it can be meditative if you find a quiet stretch of pavement, generally ends up being done in traffic, which means staying constantly alert to the large metal boxes hurtling past you.
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