Tucked alongside the classics of the western Uinta Range are a pair of peaks that receive only a small handful of ascents each year. They’re super accessible and less trafficked – making them exactly my style when time is short.
The art of avoiding people. In the Wasatch. There actually isn’t much art involved – if you don’t mind bit of bushwacking. My ongoing goal is to explore the lesser Wasatch – or at least the lesser known Wasatch. My
It’s hard to believe it’s been ten years since I first climbed Geurt’s Ridge and proclaimed it as “my favorite route on the mountain of the gods.” The route somehow crept back onto my to-do list this year with
Chlorine gas, military munitions, ample beef, and short mountains? What’s not to love about the Lakeside Range. I’m not exactly sure – beyond the open space and relative close proximity to my home. And yeah – the lack of people
A blitz trip to Zion. I texted Tim early in the week wondering if he could pull off a hurried trip to Zion to climb a route that’s been on my ‘itch’ list for year. He was down – despite
Jared’s “Running Up for Air” has become the SLC winter classic. It truly is a blast to hang out with a pile of other runners, all in support of Breathe Utah. There’s lots of great information out there about the
I’m a sucker for annual themes. These are usually broad ideas – like bagging all the 10,000ft (plus) peaks in the Wasatch, focusing on climbing, or learning to make shoes. My 2017 theme was slow in inception – taking nearly
Charnov’s (1976) ‘Marginal Value Theorem’ as applied to me and hiking(?): Something like….: the forager (hiker) should leave any patch (peak/mountain range) when it (peak/mountain range) is depleted to the point (i.e. overrun) where foraging elsewhere will provide increased
This was from last May. An interesting quick jaunt. Tucked above the University of Utah is a quaint, scrub oak filled Canyon that is all but closed to the general populace. Red Butte Canyon, with its proximity to historic Fort
The Wasatch 100 is a fickle mistress. I pine for it all year and then regret its advances while in the throws of embrace. With a couple of weeks between me and this last Wasatch 100 it’s maybe time to