And then, suddenly, we were racing again. The long and dark and dormant winter seemed a distant memory, irrelevant and forgotten in the bright sun and red rock and dust. Pale
Life is good in the Wasatch Mountains. Location: Powder Park in Big Cottonwood Canyon/The Mini-Chutes in Provo Canyon. Who: Keith and Myself Music: The Long Day is Over by Norah Jones Camera: GoPro HeroHD
Inspired by Dug’s scorching ridicule of Rick, I thought I might try and add a little substantive content to the pertinent question that plagues everyone from Stepford Wives planning for
Not everyday is about dawn patrol or hunting for pockets of untracked powder. No, some days are all about simple and pure discovery – with the kids. My daughter jumped
I feel like I have been, to quote Karl Malone, “beating a dead horse to death” with all the avalanche talk. But these numbers from the UAC are simply staggering: SO
It may come as a surprise to a few of you, but this coming summer I will not be racing in the Tour de France. However, that does not mean
I admit freely that I am becoming more of an avalanche nerd. And for good reason. Reason I believe I have documented well enough recently that I see no need
The uncanny and uncharacteristic and overtly sensitive nature of the Wasatch snowpack continues to cause problems in the backcountry. The depth hoar that was so deadly a month ago has
