For those of you who haven’t been following along, my two college buddies, Al Hendricks and Dennis Alf, and I left the University of Wyoming to hike the 30-mile Moffit Road over the Continental Divide to Winter Park, Colorado on March 15, 1968. We spent one night in a tiny pup tent in a ...

It had been less than 48 hours since Al Hendricks, Dennis Alf and I had left the comfort of our dormitory at the University of Wyoming to hike the 30-mile Moffit Road over the Continental Divide to Winter Park, Colorado. Once there, we’d take the train through the 7-mile Moffit Tunnel back ...

Upon arriving at the University of Wyoming in the fall of ‘67, I started to do some camping with friends. It was what I’d experienced with my family ... but with more beer. Later I was introduced to backpacking, a unique idea to me at the time. I remember thinking, “You mean you carry ...

My mother loved Newfoundland dogs, almost as much as she loved her kids. She got her first Newfie when she was twelve, which started a 60-year love affair with the breed. It began as an avocation and ended up paying for the college education for us kids, and, when my father died at the age of ...

I have a long history with Ampersand Mountain. In 1960, at the age of 11, I hiked it with my uncle and sisters. It was the start of a lifelong love affair with mountains, but if it weren’t for the photo, I wouldn’t have much memory of it at all. I jogged it in 1966 in preparation for my ...

It was July 1978. My friends and I had just completed a 30 day backpacking trip and were driving down Idaho State Highway 32 for a post-trip adventure. As we crossed Bitch Creek, a stream flowing through open farmland, I was amused to see fishermen sipping on their cans of Coors as they ...