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I grew up in the Boston area and lived there until my junior year in high school when I attended the Mountain School, a semester program run by Milton Academy in Vershire, VT. I then attended Colby College in Waterville, ME. During my time at Colby I studied anthropology, spent a semester in Northeast India, and became fluent in Nepali. Before I became a guide I earned my black belt in kenpo karate and taught karate for 6 years. I began guiding in college on the rocky coast of ME with Acadia Mountain Guides and on ice at the International Mountain Climbing School in NH. After graduating I took to the highway and drove from ME to WA for the big mountains and glaciers. I spend my winters in lovely Ouray, CO guiding in the famous ice park. I am currently working towards becoming a certified guide through the American Mountain Guides Association. I live, work and play in the hills and on the rocks. On the rocks both literally and, well, with ice.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Shredding on Site

The fresh powder that has been dropping here in Ouray is fantastic! Hannah and I went out for a ski up the Weehawken Trail on Camp Bird Road. There were a few tracks that already laced through the aspens so we pushed the trail further up hill for some fresh pow.

I grew up skiing the ice rinks of New England, but through a glitch in my upbringing I somehow got the idea that snowboarding was cool. Anyway, enough Freud. This winter I am back on skis (my girlfriend's) and in the back country. I have had new experiences like skiing in powder and buying an avalanche beacon. So now my winter recreation has expanded beyond ice climbing to include hucking myself down fluffy slopes as I try to channel Lindsey Vonn and imagine myself in a neon one piece like in the 80s classic Aspen Extreme.

Steep and Deep,

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