My calendar year has been revolving around the heli ski season in Alaska for the past 20 years. In February, I make my migration back to Alaska to prepare for the fast and furious heli ski season. It is a strange addiction, I struggle with on several levels. Skiing has defined me and my life […]Read more "Reflections of 2016 "
Tim and I were off to the start of a winter of ice climbing and skiing spurred on by early season guide training with VHSG in Driggs, Idaho in early December. We drove our home on wheels over to Bozeman to catch the end of the Ice Fest and catch up with our friends, Glen […]Read more "Bringing in The New Year 2017"
This has been an amazing start! For the past 23 years I have been skiing on Thompson Pass during the months of March and April. It is hard for me to believe that this is year 20 working with Valdez Heli Ski Guides. Of course, I started fueling the helicopters when I was six […]Read more "March 2016 Valdez Heli Ski Guides"
January was a beautiful month in Patagonia and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Media Luna was a great warm up, but I was ready for a more user friendly hiking approach. We opted for Piedra Negra camp. I had spent time here with Janet Bergman Wilkinson 8 years ago. I remember making rock walls back then […]Read more "PATAGONIA 2016"
December was pretty tough. (Moods of Patagonia, my last post sums up the first three weeks) After the Poincenot adventure, we left Lago de Tres with our broken tent and wet souls. We had to return for the rest of our gear the following day. We had become quite familiar with this trail […]Read more "New Year 2016 Lucky Start"
After a few weeks of mostly poor weather in the mountains and several camping trips up to Lago De Tres on The Fitz Roy Sendero, Tim and I decided to go up and fetch our cache from the boulders. We had hoped to base out of this camp and climb the stellar […]Read more "Moods of Patagonia: An experience on Poincenot!"
On July 30, 2015, Tim and I took an incredible taxi ride up The Paron Valley in The Cordillera Blanca. The road climbed relentlessly up the cliff laden valley. I craned my neck out both windows gaping at the giant cliffs above, and crossed my fingers that we wouldn’t be taken out by rockfall on […]Read more "El Esfinge. The Sphinx. Peru"