Archive for January, 2010
Google Maps insists that I can pass through the Brooklyn Navy Yards on my way from Williamsburg to Dumbo.
Google Maps is a liar.
The thoroughfares of the yards are hidden behind chain-link fencing, guarded by drive-by sentry booths, walled off with steel gate covered in weathered plank wood and… Read the rest
Flying from the Eiger, in Switzerland.
Remember, this is illegal in American National Parks. Why? An excellent question.… Read the rest
- Dave Hoffman, Hagen Gorge, WA. Photo by Andy Lictenheld.
I struggle with how to tell stories about kayaking. A little bit of me wants to appeal to my hardcore kayaker friends, to show them what I’ve done, to get them stoked and maybe a little jealous. A larger part of
Team member Chelsey here…
After an amazing winter break playing in the snow with Jason’s family in North Dakota and then with mine in Alaska, we headed to San Diego for a much needed thawing out/training session! At 12:00am Jan 1st 2010 we boarded the plane from Anchorage to San… Read the rest
Proposed mountaintop removal mining in southeastern British Columbia, Canada is threatening one of America’s most endangered rivers and North America’s wildest remaining valley — The Flathead. Our new film — Flathead Wild… Read the rest — follows the International League of Conservation Photographers (iLCP) as we descended on the Flathead River Valley, along
- Christie Glissmeyer on Yellowjacket Creek.
Finding a rarely run section of river, about which I had heard nothing, just doesn’t happen that often. It started off quite simply. During July of 2008, a huge snowmelt year, Mike G and I headed up to paddle McCoy & Yellowjacket Creek. Driving up
Wow. Costa Rica is awesome. Every day I spend there is a day well spent. Living is slow and easy in Costa Rica. Warm rain and warmer water. Sunshine and jungle shade. Fresh fruit (guanabana anyone?), casado con pescado and gallo pinto. Ocean waves and tropical birds.
Of all the… Read the rest
It is said that the earliest record of snowshoes goes back to several thousands years ago. For me, growing up in Quebec, they were simply part of the winter package. The snowshoes I had back then were not the fancy, technical ones found today, but instead the classic Native American… Read the rest
The cowbells have almost stopped clanging in the back of my brain and I’m on a diet.
That must mean it’s January?
It is! It is January. Cyclocross is over. Winter training has begun.
In honor of cyclocross’ passing, I wanted to put all the CCX Diary videos in one… Read the rest
