Cactus Club

Cactus Club Cactus Club 2 More prints from CACTUS CLUB are here.
November 12, 2014 | Uncategorized | Continue Reading | Comments { 1 }

The Story of Place

Our good buddy and frequent collaborator, Sinuhe Xavier, made one hell of a movie about them Canyonlands. Watch it over and over again here.

“What is this place worth in oil? Where do we want to steer our civilization? What do we want left when we’re done? — Craig Childs, The Story of Place Canyonlands National Park, and the lands that border it are part of a complex tale of political horse-trading, pressures for resource extraction and recreational opportunities. Above all, this land is the true Wild West, a rugged and vastly untouched landscape, a place where we can find our true human spirit. The Story of Place is a short film that takes us deep into the unprotected territory of the Greater Canyonlands region alongside Craig Childs, Ace Kvale and Jim Enote, who narrate the story of this grand landscape, how it has shaped each and every one of us. This region of southeastern Utah is a veritable well of human spirit, an endless supply of recreation, solitude, wonder and history. This place and its story are irreplaceable. This land is worth protecting.
November 6, 2014 | Uncategorized | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }


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The Mountain Could Not Remember Your Name Wilderness Poetry and Trail Paintings by Obi Kaufmann ****CLICK HERE****

October 28, 2014 | Uncategorized | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

A Walk In Those Woods

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This post is sponsored by Eddie Bauer and Travel + Leisure.

In case you didn't know - and it's likely that you don't - I moved to California a few months ago. I was out here in Los Angeles doing some work and, after picking up a friend for dinner who mentioned the bungalow next to hers was for rent, I signed a lease, flew home the next day and started packing up the life I had lived in New York for the past decade. It was...impulsive. Needless to say, it's been wonderful calling the west my home. It still feels a bit surreal, but I'm getting used to it more everyday. You can hike before work (or during) and if you feel like sleeping under the stars after you've finished eating tacos, you can. You don't even have to think about it. Just keep your camping stuff in the trunk. Sure, the summer here has been hotter than F. 100+ degrees most days and barely an drop of rain since I got here at the end of March. Angeles National Forest is just a stones throw from my house, but driving up the Crest for a hike is usually an early morning or early evening activity so you can beat the heat. (And by beating the heat, I mean hiking in that "cool" 90 degree shade.) Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 3 I partnered with Travel + Leisure and Eddie Bauer to document my favorite hike in the area. I asked Sinuhe Xavier, my favorite California/Colorado traveling companion, frequent hiking partner-in-crime and photographer extraordinaire, to come along for a sunrise jaunt up in Griffith Park last week. We were treated to a cool - dare I say chilly - morning of fog, a rare treat for us east side dwellers. Very few of the photos I take while hiking are gray, but I'm psyched that Sinuhe and I were able to capture that calmness here. Griffith Park is a special place. It's the woods, mountains and desert, all within a short drive from everyone's favorite restaurants and bars. It might not have the grandeur of the San Gabriels to the north, but it's just about the best urban hiking I've come across while traversing this great country of ours. And that's worth shouting about, right? Take a look at more pics from our foggy hike below. We were psyched to be wearing Eddie Bauer from head to toe (that's jacket (JACKET!!!), shirt, pants, shoes) while exploring a spot that Sinuhe and I like to call "Little Big Sur." Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 1 Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 2 Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 7Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 4 Eddie Bauer x Travel and Leisure 5
October 14, 2014 | Camping | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }


10548-main-001 copy 15360415121_87c58a8a91_z copy I very rarely ooh and ahh about any type of clothing, but I can't help it with a few of these new Filson jackets. Maybe the ogling is because I now live in Los Angeles, California, where days of wearing coats seems to be long gone. I'm not sure. In any case, it's worth a few minutes of (tin) cruising the Filson website for a major....Schwing!
October 7, 2014 | Clothing/Gear | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Dyatlov Pass Incident

Dyatlov Pass incident One of our faves, Stuff You Missed In History Class, just came out with an episode about the Dyatlov Pass Incident. Listen here
In 1959, nine students ventured into the Ural mountains for a ski hiking trip, and never returned. While much speculation has swirled for more than half a century, no one knows for certain what caused them to abandon their camp to die in the cold.
October 6, 2014 | History | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Fountainsun + Fletcher Tucker

TOUR_FULL copy Friends, if you live in California and want an evening of pure joy this October, please go see a performance by my dear friends from Big Sur. Fountainsun + Fletcher Tucker (who used to call himself Bird By Snow) are coming to a town near you, so check out the dates above and grab your car/bike/skateboard/magic carpet and get on out there. **If you're in LA, come and give me a high-five at either concert.
September 28, 2014 | Music/Movies/Books | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

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September 22, 2014 | Clothing/Gear | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Nahanni Reforestation

Nahanni-Reforestation-Man-3-thumb-620x421-90326 Spread the word. Donate. Do your thing, people. It's a good one. From CH:
Nahanni Arntzen was born inside a teepee on the shore of the Kingcome River in remote British Columbia. Her parents were tree-planters, hired by logging companies to repopulate the large swaths of land left naked by clear cutting forestry operations. On and off for the first eight years of her life, Arntzen lived wherever the Nahanni Reforestation camp went—a free childhood spent pestering the camp cooks and playing with the camp dogs. From 1977 to 1987 her father, Daniel James, ran the operation, which he named for her. During this time, James and his operation of 25 to 30 men and women planted up to 12 million trees. And thankfully, James was there with a camera, capturing the ins and outs of daily life as a tree planting hippy in Interior B.C. Now after some 30 odd years laying unseen, James' archive of over 500 original images will again see daylight, though instead of a slideshow, they will—with the help of Kickstarter—take the form of a book.
September 18, 2014 | Long Hairs | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Tincup Whiskey Presents: #WhiskeyOnTheRockies Pt. III

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It started off like an ordinary day. Bloatmeal. (Apple Cinnamon, of course.) Strong coffee. (Via, but don't tell.) We headed out of our campsite on Shrine Pass, did some bouldering on a huge rock in the middle of an enormous aqua green field (water!), then took off on a dirt road that would connect us back to Basalt. We could have taken the highway, which would have gotten us into town within 45 minutes, but that's no fun. We had a Eurovan and some Colorado backroads to explore. Within 20 minutes of driving, a gentle rain started from the clouds that had been lingering above us since after breakfast. We pulled over, watched the small storm hover quietly over the mountains, and continued on when the sun finally came to take over. After a short while, we saw a few cars stopped, with a small wiry woman on a horse leaning in to the window of the red Camry directly in front of us. She came over to our van with a voice that can only be described as EXACTLY what it was - Female Colorado Cowboy with a Carhartt Jacket and Studded Jeans - and yelled, "Don't Stop. Just Keep Going. Slow. But Keep Going. They won't hit you!" It took us more than three hours to get the through the cattle that afternoon. It started off hilarious. Wonderful even. We were in Colorado! Of course we're stuck in the middle of a cattle herd! But as the amount of cattle that we'd have to pass settled in (several hundred) and the time it would take to do it, the pictures stopped being snapped and the cursing began. And I can't even describe the amount of urine that sprayed from those beasts. I live in a city, yes, but I'm not "City Slicker," and even to me, it was a bit disgusting. It was constant. It was slow. But at the end, it was part of being in Colorado, so be it. Good thing we had a case of Tincup whiskey in the back. We descended into Woody Creek, CO, where Sinuhe took me to see Hunter S. Thompson's house, which is a shack amongst the Dwell-type houses that inhabit those hills. We oooh'd and ahhh'd, grabbed a beer at the infamous Woody Creek Tavern, then headed past Aspen. We stopped at an overlook, continued our beefless lunch sandwich making (each session would end with delightful swearing and compliments to the chefs) and watched the mountains get bathed with sun and knocked around by wind. Onward to Independence Pass, Tincup and the Hot Springs....  
July 15, 2014 | #WhiskeyOnTheRockies | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }