On a rocky peninsula that juts into the middle of Rae Lake, there's a patch of ground just big enough for a couple of tents. Read more...
Beneath the greatest peace, strife can exist. That which represents itself as possessing tranquility can actually be comprised of volcanic conflict. Things long held to be true can be revealed as false... Read more...
A talisman of my outdoor history. Read more...
Even though I've mutilated plenty of brain cells during my years in Telluride, I still remember clearly what a local told me back in the '90s. Read more...
Once upon a very long time ago, I owned a red and white hard-shell kayak. Read more...
And other ontological issues that matter to New Mexicans. Read more...
And that has made all the difference. Read more...