I miss snow days. It’s mid February and it feels like a late March spring day in this mountain town. Except for one major difference. There is no snow run off this year. The creeks, lakes and ponds of Running Springs are bone dry and it breaks my heart. Friends in the North West speak …
I may complain a lot about flatlanders and how they are terrified to drive in mountains but today I decided to act like a flat lander. My friends were visiting from Down the Hill ( it means off the mountain for you un mountain folk) and they wanted to go to …
I stumbled off my twelve hour international fight exhausted. After an easy time going through passport control thanks to new passport kiosks that make your entry into a foreign country much less of a hassle I was headed down the elevator and pass a broad slab of cement with a warm welcome to the United …
The winds howled all night outside our little cabin on Mt Baldy. Not afraid of any wind ( or not willing to reschedule our summit, anyways) we woke up about seven and were ready to tackle the mountain, all 10,300 feet of her. It would mean hiking up over 4,000 feet of altitude gain with …