SkyLines

This is the story of my experience racing The Standhope Ultra Challenge, a 30K trail running race through rugged peaks of Central Idaho. Flop down on your couch, and come along. I'...

It’s been a few years now since I’ve published anything here, which for those of you who know me can probably understand. But for those who don’t, here is something of a recap and ...

Individual short story exercise.  Peering through the sliding, wobbling sheets of spring creek current he could just make out the torpedo shaped fish and it was the largest trout h...

It was like tea bleeding in hot water. A blend of fragrances that rolled uphill in a slow, thermal simmer. The peppermint-butter aroma of bitter brush blooms, silken spice of sage ...

Out on the open highway his journey found its tempo, its rhythm, its pulse. Every day on a bike has its own feel, and today a natural feeling sense of urgency had him riding fast. ...

A bumblebee bounced around.  Miles below him the line of dust continued crossing the valley, sending its flags into the air like smoke signals of forgotten interpretation.  It was ...

With a quarter turn of his right wrist the motor churned out a flurry of crisp-sounding notes that broke skyward like mallards from the angled titanium exhaust....

"As he woke his back stiffened. He tilted his head slightly and with a weathered hand pushed the woven-palm cast shadow upward- pouring the freshness of daylight into his eyes. Gra...

Daddy daycare has really put a squeeze on my time to write, and thus what I write has really been squeezed. So I'm trying to see if I can continue to produce content that's shorter...

As my kiddo and I gazed at the slab of largemouth bass flexing along the handle of my net, he asked “Dad, is that fish bigger than me?” I could swear I heard an echo making its way...

Ch 9 Magnetic Fog resumes my 2014 archery elk hunting season with the addition of my friend Ian and his traditional bow. “They’ll be in FULL ParTay mode and we’ll have it all to ou...

A whole new year and season. An entirely new location. Mature bulls right out of the gate. Ch 8 resumes my elk trek into the backcountry of Idaho in search of solitude, success and...