The next day we entered the park at sunrise to avoid the delays. I brought along my fishing waders, so we wouldn’t have to rent dry suits. However, I didn’t really think about the footwear aspect of this. Becca ended up wearing my trail running shoes, while I struggled to get my Chacos on my feet. After an hour in the parking lot eating breakfast and getting ready, we were off. Continue reading New Year’s In The Desert || Part II: Zion and More Riding→
With no snow in the immediate forecast, Becca and I scratched our usual New Years ski trip plans and exchanged them for a trip to the desert. Sixty-five degrees and sunny sounded a lot better than the snowless December and early January we’ve had. After spending some time in Illinois with family, we booked it back across the plains for a quick stop home to pick up our gear before heading to Hurricane, Utah. Continue reading New Year’s in the Desert || Part I: Biking in Utah→
After a day of flying with Selkirk Tangiers, Becca and I drove to Lake Louise to meet back up with Zac and Grete to do some more exploring in the Canadian Rockies. While we were in Whitefish, we had schemed up some plans do the Yoho Traverse.
The Yoho Traverse is a variation of the more popular Wapta Traverse. Our plan was to start at Peyto Lake and spend the first night at the Peyto Hut. Next, we’d make out way to the brand new Louise and Richard Guy Hut, then finally off to the historic Stanley Mitchell Hut for the final two nights before exiting at Field. Continue reading Yoho, Yoho, To The Next Hut We Go→
With summer quickly coming to an end, Dan, Caleb, and I decided to go on a 3-night trip into the Black Canyon of the Gunnison River before we started our Fall semester. My neighbor, Chris, also joined us on this trip. It had been a busy summer with internships and work, so we were all eager to get into the canyon and unplug for a few days. Continue reading Three Strikes and You’re Out: A trip into the Black Canyon→
I feel like I’m constantly playing catch up with my blog. A lack of internet connection while on the road, a busted computer, and ultimately me pursuing my MBA at CU-Boulder has put catching up on trip reports from our grand life break/pre-retirement on hold. But, I’m going to pick up right where I left off….
After seeing our friends Zach and Grete in Whitefish, MT, Becca and I made our way into Canada. An opportunity presented itself to go heli-skiing for a day, so my tired legs gladly accepted a break from hiking up hill and we stepped on the gas towards Revelstoke, BC.
