A Handful Of Moments
byMy dad and I walked into Busch Stadium in St. Louis on September 4, the first time he had been in the Cardinals’ new…
My dad and I walked into Busch Stadium in St. Louis on September 4, the first time he had been in the Cardinals’ new…
My friend Mick’s heart stopped working last Sunday. He died at the age of 54, not knowing that the night before, I had sat…
I haven’t had a “proper” Thanksgiving dinner since 2002, somehow managing to be anywhere but watching football and eating an oven-cooked turkey. When people…
Five summers ago, I met this guy named Lee Smith while climbing with a big group of people at Castlewood Canyon. At the end…
I think there’s nothing that feels more rad than picking your way up a ridgeline, trailing a rope, pulling your hood over your helmet…
Maybe you haven’t spent much time lately thinking about how awesome bears are. That’s OK, if that’s the way you want to live your…
I have a copy of this children’s book that I take everywhere I go. It’s called An Awesome Book, and everyone I know who’s…
Get over here. Come on in and let the big bear get his paws on you. Sometimes men are afraid to hug each other,…
It’s a singular feeling when you’re 33 and talking to your mother and she says, “You know what I think you should try? Match.com.”…
I asked my friend Nick to drive from Denver to Seattle with me a couple weekends ago, since we hadn’t spent several hours alone…
One of the things about telling stories is you think you should always know where the story begins and ends, and I hope I…
I remember flipping through 5280 Magazine‘s 2011 “Top of the Town” issue to the section where “Best Bike Shop” appeared, and seeing a full-page…
When you go on a climbing or backpacking trip and someone says, “I’ll bring the coffee,” do you secretly bring your own stash to…
Christmas Eve, 2011, I am going to throw up on a spin class bicycle. Sweat is raining off my temples and pooling on…
“So I was thinking,” I said to Dustin in front of his house in Phoenix, “you can be either Santa or the elf, but…
Every year, my pal Nick and I inevitably have a chat about our goals for the year, at some coffee shop in Denver. In…
Remember that time you took that photo of you and your friend(s) standing on the summit of something and it was the most exciting…
My friend Greg had hit the wall about four miles from the top of the South Rim of the Grand Canyon, and every time…
Not so long ago, my pal Nick made up his mind that he was going to get himself a motherfucking Trek 970 if it…
This is my friend Jayson. When I’m telling people about him, a lot of times I say, “If you know him, and he isn’t…
One night a couple weeks ago, I ate dinner with my back to a 180-degree view of Titcomb Basin, one of the most spectacular…
I tried to pull around a corner on nothing, the crux moves of the third pitch of a route on Mary’s Bust in the…
It is 105 degrees in this room, 50 percent humidity. Seven of us are standing in the middle of yoga mats with towels covering…
“Hey, can you take photos with your phone?” I yell down from the belay to my pal Lee, as he works his way up…
Sometimes men grow boobs. This is just a fact of aging, or more accurately, the lack of priority we give to fitness as we…
Remember your last road trip, the day you left town? Wherever it was, whenever — July 4th, Memorial Day Weekend, Spring Break — you…
I have a drip of sweat on the end of my nose. It itches, hanging there, but I cannot wipe it off. Even if…