Racing the Sun

Dave burled down the shitty Mount Woodson trail headed downhill to Starface when red flashed down below. It's rare to see another climber down here, especially on a weekday. As we continued down the slope scrambling the occasional boulder I recognized my longtime friend and climbing partner Janet coming up the hill towards us. And…

Training Objectives

It started in early recovery--a group of friends with a common goal to cut weight and get in better shape chose to hike Cowles Mountain regularly. In the beginning we all walked, and my being much younger, not to mention restless, wanted to walk faster. I started hiking ahead and going to the top by…

A Sour Taste

I slept under the stars--only a sleeping pad between me and the dirt. Cowboy camping. It was so dark, quiet, and peaceful out there in the desert. I wish it were possible to send that moment to you, so you could experience it for yourself. The sky was darker than I've ever seen, but the…

A Going Problem

No, this isn't about a going problem as in a bowel issue. It's about the going problem we face every day in life. The constant reliance or need or want for why we do what we do. As if it is a requirement to have a reason or objective for our daily living. With so many…

Four Star Syndrome

I left Mount Woodson feeling defeated. I knew I wasn't defeated, but instead that I was just burnt out. Too much ambition, too many goals, too many responsibilities, too many dreams; I was trying to accomplish them all at once. By the time I got to San Diego State I was feeling hopeless, like running…

Hidden in Plain Sight

When Janet and I pulled up to the El Cajon Mountain trailhead late morning on a Saturday we were greeted by pull outs filled with cars. She wanted to head out to the main wall, and I had already voiced my concerns with the crowding we might face with a late start. We parked and…