I’ve been thinking about perceptions and perspectives quite a bit recently, as I alluded to in my last blog post, questions about what’s going on in our world, near and far, how we look at it, how/can it be better. In a nutshell, I’m guessing a lot of you - regardless perhaps of political ilk […]

I’ve been meaning to write for some time now. There’s a lot to share, ideas and thoughts and concepts and simple ponderings bouncing around in this head of mine. But, it’s a struggle to make sense of them all, to conjure sufficient mental clarity to give form to the amorphous, to make sense of it […]

I remember when I first heard the term. Charley Mace and I were a couple pitches up a mellow, fun route in Clear Creek Canyon, trying unsuccessfully to outclimb thunderstorms, and talking about climbing, ego, and the like. One mutual climbing acquaintance kept coming up, one whose ego had come to define his persona, his […]

My paternal great-great grandfather, James T. Norton (1844-1883), was a man of few words. Or, at least that’s what his journal from 1865 indicates. It’s been sitting near my desk for years. I’ve scanned the pages, faded scribbles in pencil recording minute datapoints about each day with little fanfare: weather, movement, rations, commands, engagements. Even […]