Tweet Descending a cliff used to be a straightforward affair: Climb down on your own two feet, base jump or zip on a squirrel suit…
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Tweet The road to untracked powder is paved with cold, sweaty discomfort. Or so I have convinced myself as I labor up a wintry mountainside,…
Leave a CommentTweet The path before me, etched into a shadowy gray massif high in the Rocky Mountains, is narrowing — two feet wide, one foot, six…
Leave a CommentTweet ‘How do we even know we’re alive?” my 7-year-old son Kai asks. He is unleashing a torrent of existential questions, and before I can…
Leave a CommentTweet This article originally appeared in The Washington Post Watching a pounding snowstorm from a chairlift at Steamboat ski resort, in northern Colorado, I feel…
Leave a CommentTweet My autumn daydreams, like those of any committed skier, settle on some variation of: abundant snow, radical terrain and enough onlookers to cheer my…
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