Notes from the saddle, the kitchen, and Bozeman.
Trip reports and Bozeman politics.
Loving the Stuffing out of Bears Ears
I first visited Comb Ridge six or so years ago, during a rambling summer of exploring Utah’s nooks and crannies. My atlas marked a small archaeological site a mile or so off of the nearest dirt road. Intrigued, I hiked…
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2016 Year in Review
In rough sequential order, a run-down of my 2016: In January and February I burst my ski ego. Racing for CMU’s ski team humbled…
Saving The Procrastinator Theater in the Strand Union Building
As part of preparation for an upcoming interview, I’ve been prompted to think about instances where I’ve had a personal impact. One instance that…
On Running Injuries
Six months into learning to run, I guess I get to claim my first running injury. I sprained an extensor during a training run…
The Measure of Happiness
A letter arrived yesterday from the Social Security Administration. Making an exception to my usual mail-handling approach of letting letters wither, unopened, in a…