TEST I hadn't felt passionate about much for months. It makes sense-- I'm a grad student who is used to climbing mountains every weekend, two months into Stay at Home orders with unsatisfying remote learning and half-hearted new hobbies. I wanted an "adventure" of some kind. I know I talk too much, so I decided... Continue Reading →
“Why do they have an M too? What is this, Mozeman?” we joked, looking at the giant M on the side of Mt. Baldy outside of Bozeman. I had just driven there with Toni from Missoula, Montana. In that town was also an M in the hillside, a big white serifed capital letter in honor... Continue Reading →
This is a compilation of stories about crying I coordinated for a small zine. The stories are from friends, people I met thru-hiking, climbing partners, and relatives and represent a broad range of experiences. I leave the zine in summit registers and at other locations for people to find, but I want to make the... Continue Reading →
I Walked Here 