Catch the Glow

Catch the Glow

In the crackling dusk of a Rocky Mountain evening, I have come to catch the glow. It’s the day after Thanksgiving, and I’m standing on the sidewalks of Estes Park, waiting for the wonder to begin. Tonight is clear, a blank between two snowstorms—one that whirled...
The Missing Mountains

The Missing Mountains

Beautiful Estes Park, Colorado—the home of my heart and the frequent destination of my wilderness wanderings. Although circumstances prevented me from visiting for almost three years, I was finally able to return this summer.  I hadn’t forgotten how gorgeous the...

Faith and the Foothold

Looking for the audio version of this post? Click here! My dad and I work our way up the Alluvial Fan on our first attempt, June 2017. It’s basically the footprint of water.  Each time I return to my beloved mountains of Colorado, I visit the Rocky Mountain...

Homesick

This isn’t the blog I planned for this day.  In fact, it’s just the opposite. Those of you who have followed my writings for some time are aware that this is normally an exciting month for me—the month when I return to my beloved Rocky Mountains in Estes...

Welcoming the Elk

A bull elk strolls through his kingdom–the town of Estes Park. September is a special month for me.  For one, it’s the lazy-golden Indian summer month, when the sun is warm but the breeze is cool, and the birds are beginning to exchange their bright summer...

12,000 Feet

View of tundra from Trail Ridge Road, Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado Upward.  It’s a direction that’s stamped indelibly on our human souls.  There is a relentless draw to move upward—both physically and spiritually.  In fact, we take journeys in...