The Beartooth Traverse Update #1

My long awaited adventure to traverse the Beartooth Range and tag Granite Peak in Montana in one attempt, is quickly approaching. Since childhood I have been obsessed with the Absaroka-Beartooth Wilderness in the Greater Yellowstone Ecosystem, with its remoteness and pristine ecological state. Crossing the entire Beartooth Range will hopefully pacify a deeply rooted wanderlust... Continue Reading →

Snake Encounters in the African Bush (part 1)

As I write the title of this short narrative, I can confidently label it as "part 1" without ever having considered a prequel. Simply put, I encountered that many snakes during my 5 years in Africa. ...Black and green mambas, Mozambique spitting cobras, Egyptian and forest cobras, a banded water cobra, puff adders, night adders, boomslang,... Continue Reading →

Monster Crocodiles of Central Africa

A frightening encounter with a dinosaur...       (Please enjoy a condensed, teaser version of a chapter in my upcoming travel memoir. What you wont find in this version, is encounters with man-eating crocodiles, wresting 5 foot crocodiles, and also getting bitten on the arm by one of the reptiles- you'll have to wait... Continue Reading →

Suffering

Last weekend, despite the flurry of sleet and snow and rain- I decided to go on an off-trail exploratory trek to an area not far from my home in the White River National Forest, in western Colorado. I had no reason to go out- no real purpose; I simply needed to move, to claw and scramble... Continue Reading →

Tales from Africa: Hidden AK-47

I hope you enjoy this short excerpt from my forthcoming memoir about working in the wilds of the Central African Republic, and the many adventures and misadventures that I got myself in. Follow me on Facebook and Instagram to learn more!   " Despite the successes of the safaris, the year was off to a rocky... Continue Reading →

Breaking rules

Growing up, my brothers and I were only allowed to play in the street from the end our little yellow house sat on, down to the far end at the stop sign. Here, at intersecting streets, was our boundary. Under no circumstance were we allowed to cross the street without parental supervision. We knew the... Continue Reading →

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