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What the Women Folk Don't Know Can't Hurt Me

What the Women Folk Don’t Know Can’t Hurt Me

“How was skiing?” The wife asks me this every time I return from a day in the mountains. I lean my skis, still dripping with spring snow, against the wall by the front door, put down my boots and poles, and take off my jacket. “Fine,” I say with a shrug. “We got a few […]

Tushar Trek- Skiing and Swilling in Southern Utah's Tushar Mountains

Tushar Trek- Skiing and Swilling in Southern Utah’s Tushar Mountains

Panic overwhelms my entire being. I’m halfway up a ridge on Delano Peak, the highest in the Tushar Mountains near Beaver, Utah, skinning alongside an evergreen forest I suspect may harbor a powder stash. Wind has scoured the entire range, leaving behind exposed rocks and bulletproof snow. After teeth chattering descents from the 12,169-foot summit […]

The Curse of the Beercation

The Curse of the Beercation

It’s no secret that I love beer in equal measure with the outdoors. As a result, I’ve long held the notion that fine brews go hand-in-hand with outdoor recreation, not only because many of us who enjoy being outside are connoisseurs of fine, small batch ales, but also because nothing pairs better with a long […]

Singletrack Comes to the Slickrock

Singletrack Comes to the Slickrock

  Giddy. There is no better way to describe how I feel in this moment other than the pure, childlike joy that forces giggles unbecoming a grown man. Yet as I bank another turn on soft dirt and feel acceleration out of the corner, another girly sound escapes my mouth. A straight section of singletrack […]

De Agony of De Outdoor Feet

De Agony of De Outdoor Feet

I used to have a foot fetish… until I joined a climbing gym. There’s an old saying, “climbing is not a spectator sport,” but when belaying my partner at the new Momentum in Mill Creek, I can’t help but spectate at all the distracting, gnarled, swollen feet of my fellow climbers. Everyone who’s not on […]

Cranking After Class: Utah High School Cycling League Takes Off

Cranking After Class: Utah High School Cycling League Takes Off

  Picture any high school athletic event, like football for example, and images cross the mind of marching bands, cheerleaders, sod-covered fields, and costumed mascots. Now replace all those classic “Friday Night Lights” slices of Americana with cowbells, spandex, singletrack trails, and teams competing with each other instead of against each other, and you have […]

The Search For Summer's Skiing Substitute

The Search For Summer’s Skiing Substitute

By Jared Hargrave “Why We Should Have a Winter Vacation Instead of a Summer Vacation.” That was the title of a grade-school essay I wrote as a young lad growing up in Colorado’s Rocky Mountains. Back then, when my peers were frothing at the mouth to escape locker-lined hallways and life controlled by morning and […]

Local Secrets and the Outdoor Writers Scourge

Local Secrets and the Outdoor Writers Scourge

                                              I know about an amazing mountain bike trail in the Wasatch, somewhere between Mount Nebo and Ben Lomond Peak. It’s classic Utah singletrack – sticky, shaped dirt, banked turns, with old-growth pines […]

Project Wanderlust- Part II

Project Wanderlust- Part II

  Adam is all kinds of excited. It’s 3am, Justin and I are shuffling like the walking dead around a truck stop somewhere along I-70 in search of caffeine, and I think the toothless cashier is judging us by our brightly-colored, yuppie down jackets. We’re awake at this ungodly hour as a result of “Project […]

#yurtlife

#yurtlife

Simplicity. I think there’s something to be said about living a simple life, so I often wonder if I was born in the wrong decade, hell, maybe even the wrong century. Those Luddite thoughts always seem to bubble up when I’m on a backcountry yurt trip. For me, staying a night or two at a […]

Project Wanderlust- Backcountry Skiing Beyond the Sheep-Pen of the Wasatch

Project Wanderlust- Backcountry Skiing Beyond the Sheep-Pen of the Wasatch

  The ranger is waiting for us, he’s armed, and he’s pissed. My friends and I encounter him after finishing a day of ski touring on Antelope Island. A once-in-a-decade storm dumped three feet of snow in Salt Lake’s foothills and on the island’s highest point, Frary Peak, so we took advantage of the event […]

Waxing Poetic and the Curse of Pre-Season Wet Dreams

Waxing Poetic and the Curse of Pre-Season Wet Dreams

I’m on the verge of a massive climax. Yea, I’m about to make a cliché, sexual innuendo about winter and more specifically, skiing, but the anticipation of the coming season feels eerily similar to sexual frustration, and therefore, cliché appropriate. Each fall, I get as jittery as a teenage boy beneath the sheets with his […]

Finding the Excuse for a Shower Beer

Finding the Excuse for a Shower Beer

My friends were incredulous. There we sat, gathered on my back patio for what is absolutely a summer-time necessity (the copious consumption of beer and barbecue) when the subject of shower beers somehow bubbled up amongst our usual dithering of, well, beer drinking, mountain biking and the finer points of combining the two. It was […]

The Silly Self Importance of Strava

The Silly Self Importance of Strava

I don’t race my mountain bike. Sure I’ve participated in a handful of organized races, mostly of the 24-hour relay variety, but I paid my entry fees more for the socializing between laps (read: beer) and swag at the finish line (read: free beer) instead of any competitive desire to win, or even rank for […]

Does the Outdoorsy Vehicle Make the Outdoorsy Man?

Does the Outdoorsy Vehicle Make the Outdoorsy Man?

I’m on the market for a new car. But as a card-carrying outdoorsy man who bleeds singletrack dirt and climbing chalk, it can’t just be any set of wheels. My future automobile must further entrench me in the clichéd outdoorsy culture. But while trolling the interwebs and dealer lots for the most dank-gnar, Thule-rack-covered car […]