Still Fat and Fab on 4/25 This just might be the busiest (and best?) winter I’ve ever experienced in the San Juan mountains. I’ve documented many seasonal highlights, both in words and pictures, on this blog since winter began. In addition to the 136 on-snow days noted below, it’s important to mention some additional highlights and milestones: The first real snow storm of 18-19' took place Oct. 2nd & 3rd. On October 5th, I attended the Colorado Snow and Avalanche Workshop in

“For a sport so present in the now, it’s the memories that make it important. Going fast through nature. Those long moments lost to a turn, and the feeling of flying when you are thinking of everything and nothing at the exact same time.” -Peter Kray, The God of Skiing We turned a corner this weekend with the final bit of programing for SAS coming to a close. I didn’t think this ending would be felt so deeply. I’m not sure it’s a season that’s ever going to end. But Splitfest

​​"What's your outlook on life?" she asked. Tomorrow is not going to be better than today. “You’re angry” was her reply. And she's correct. I write to make meaning out of things. Truth always comes screaming out. FUCK! I am on the living side of a death dodging season and all I want to do is scream. Scream loud. Scream angry. Scream until the very act of screaming hurts. I’ve spent the last 5 ½ months working to find peace in a violent time. I’ve kept it together, but a catha

I dragged my feet with this week's entry. I knew the pattern was going to change back to winter. I didn’t want to boast more about springtime goodness while a large storm favoring a northwest flow was forecast to hit the North San Juans hard. The best laid plans rarely survive contact with the enemy. And sitting here this morning, the weather appears to have delivered in earnest. As of 0500, Swamp Angel is registering 10 “ and Putney is blowing steady in the upper 20s with a

It’s April- no fooling. How quickly we got here. Like February, March stormed in and out of my life like the storms that have crushed the San Juans all winter. A flurry of media posts have just begun dropping, the result of trips with writers and publishers throughout late winter. Check out this piece from Jason Blevins in the Colorado Sun. After 19 days of road closure, things finally seem to be getting back to normal up on Red Mountain Pass. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit