Skiing is Living 2019

"But we who do not aspire to competitions, we who may still be struggling with the snowplow or the stem turn or perhaps something a bit more ambitious, we amateurs; who shall say we do not share, and deeply, the joy of flight on skis? Do you remember the first time you rode down a …

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Traveling Inner and Outer Wilderness

From Yandara to Yellowstone, Mexico to Montana, wilderness occupies my heart. With the definition of wilderness as ‘an empty or pathless area or region’, wilderness becomes a metaphor for life. My path through each of life’s stages is uncharted. No trail markers guide my way, though I can see faint trails where others have walked …

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Winter is here

I write on borrowed time, perfect time, while the baby sleeps her one mega-nap of the day. A wintry somnolence has come over her and all of us, and while she hibernates I write, and I wonder … what goes on in the mind, in the belly of the almost-sleeping bear? And in my daughter? …

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The Joy of Adventure Buddies

  “All I can tell you today is what I have learned. What I have discovered as a person in this world. And that is this: you can’t do it alone. As you navigate through the rest of your life, be open to collaboration. Other people and other people’s ideas are often better than your own. Find a group of people …

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Stories in the Snow

“A simple act of kindness and compassion towards a single animal may not mean anything to all creatures, but will mean everything to one.”  ― Paul Oxton   Whether I am gliding along a trail for the first or for the hundredth time, skiing in Yellowstone is always unique, always an adventure. We often ski familiar …

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Wave Hill in Winter

"I believe we have the noblest roaring blasts here I have ever known on land; they sing their hoarse song through the big tree-tops with a splendid energy that thrills me and stirs me and uplifts me and makes me want to live always. " -Mark Twain, words penned during his 1901-1903 stay at Wave …

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