Great days in the mountains don't always mean a summit. Sometimes - perhaps more often than not - they're comprised of exploration, solitude, adventure. Remembering a couple such days on Mount Everest.

I’ve been beyond fortunate over the years to take part in some very meaningful expeditions, climb with amazing partners, and interact with some special people who paved the way in the mountains. One of the tops on my personal list was a decade ago, Spring 2012, when I headed to Everest with good friends David […]

Some memories and images from my 2004 crossing of South Georgia with Dave Hahn, prompted by today's discovery of the Endurance, Sir Ernest Shackleton's ship.

The drops fell rhythmically, metronomically, glassy orbs of exquisite beauty slipping into an icy abyss. I was transfixed, hypnotized by the simplicity, the sublimity, the entrancing meditation and profound power of it all, knowing these drops began as vapor carried from distant lands, fell as snow, melted, and would follow me and my companions some 1,600 miles to the Bay of Bengal, there to be heated, evaporated, condensed, and fall once more on yet another far away place.