Wedding Season

Weddings, March to October


It felt good to remember life outside and above our river canyons and it sure did feel like winter up at 9,000 feet.


8/14 – I’m grateful I know how to read, words and water.


She headed back to town and I took one night to myself on the banks of the Selway River. Solo is the ultimate decadence in July.


Late spring always makes me feel a little bit insane, all that solstice sunshine and vitamin D after the gray of a western winter. Couple that with the transition between different lives and all I could really hope to do was hold on for the ride.

Under Construction

This May I’ll boat on two different multiday rivers, spend nights in six of my favorite cities and river towns around the West, drive and fly way too many miles, move out of… Continue reading

Drinking Mad Dog Margaritas

Wherever I am, with that first verse I’m sitting by a campfire watching orange light hit the fretboard of a river-battered guitar. I’m sticking my head out a truck’s window to catch a breath of syringa infused, backroad Idaho air. There’s something in that song that catches me when I’m not “on”.

If Marriage is Like Backcountry Skiing

But those wild places, they come with risk. It’s not always a powder day in love. Sometimes, the skin track is icy. And your binding breaks. And your dog eats a block of ski wax and vomits in your boots…

If Maria Were a Flyfisherman…

No need to manically dance around in your pajamas to beat the winter blues when you have… fishing!

A Valentine to my Couple Friends

It’s pretty great to wake up each morning and say to the love of your life, “What adventure do you want to get into today?”, isn’t it? Good – make that plan, then call me too.