Archive | September, 2011

Jess DeSelm

I’m not sure how I came upon Jess DeSelm’s blog, Sketches Now & Then, but I suppose that’s the way the Internet works. Lots of wormholes to follow. There’s not too much one can say here as there’s little info about Jess on the site, and I guess that’s what makes her site so wonderful. (Love the “Alone In The Wilderness – Dick Pernicky.”) She lived in Boulder (maybe she still does?), and from Oct 2007 – Jan 2010, she scanned her journal onto the world wide web for all of us to see. Thanks, Jess.

Enjoy her sketches and writings here.

September 19, 2011 | Art/Photography | Continue Reading | Comments { 2 }


The crazy surprise ending of “Why The Juniper Has Berries” from The Book of Nature Myths for Children by Florence Holbrook is after the jump. And for those of you wondering why the cranberry that hides in the juniper is green, well, juniper berries are green when young, and after about 18 months, they mature to the purple/blue color we’re familiar with. And there you have it…

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September 19, 2011 | Quotes/Poetry | Continue Reading | Comments { 1 }

North Cascades 1974

MP3: Badfinger – Sweet Tuesday Morning

September 13, 2011 | Music/Movies/Books | Continue Reading | Comments { 1 }

Danner Party in New York

As some of you may know, I’ve been working with Danner for the last couple of months on the release of their new Stumptown collection of boots, all made out west in their Portland, Oregon factory. This Thursday, September 15th, will mark the official opening of their pop-up shop at Dunderon, which will be up until the end of the year. The pop-up shop will feature all 10 Stumptown styles currently available and a collaboration boot between the two companies, The Mountain Light Gothenburg.

To mark the occasion, we’re having a big ol’ party with beer, whiskey, and lotsa good food. So come on out, say hello, and grab some boots. I’ll see you there.

September 12, 2011 | Long Hairs | Continue Reading | Comments { 1 }

Patagonia and Ebay

Good ol’ Yvon Chouinard. A couple of days ago, Patagonia announced a partnership with Ebay, urging consumers to buy and sell their used Patagonia garments and refrain from purchasing the new stuff. The whole thing is part of the longstanding Common Threads Initiative, and in order to be part of the buying and selling bonanza, you have to make a pledge to Reduce, Repair, Reuse, Recycle and Reimagine. No argument here.

Sorta makes any “We made this garment with the most eco-friendly this and that” greenwashing statements a little less powerful, eh? Because really, what’s more eco-friendly than telling people to buy used gear?

MP3: Harumi – Fire By The River (thx)

September 12, 2011 | Clothing/Gear | Continue Reading | Comments { 12 }

Camping and Woodcraft

You can read every scanned, yellowed, dogeared page of Horace Kephart’s outdoor classic Camping and Woodcraft online here. Scanned and archived is a 1910 copy (the book was first released in 1908), the first to include Kephart’s section titled “Camp Cookery.” If Kephart is a new name to you, catch up a bit here. There are stacks you can score in real paper version too for pennies, grab one.

See also: Our Southern Highlanders by Horace Kephart.

September 9, 2011 | Music/Movies/Books | Continue Reading | Comments { 3 }


More photos and information about the J.W. Hulme x National Parks Foundation collaboration over at the Cold Splinters column on Outside, “From The Lean-To.”

September 9, 2011 | Uncategorized | Continue Reading | Comments { 0 }

Night Trails


You never have seen, nor you never will see—
The stars at their best and the moon hanging free—
And you never will know what night ought to be—
‘Til you are out on the trail, all alone—
With the call of the West ringing out like a shout—
With the wide, spreading plains all around and about—
And the smell of the sage where the trail’s running out—
And the breeze with a tang of its own.

You never have known and you never will know—
The silence that speaks ’til your soul is aglow—
With, maybe it’s God, and you’re whispering low—
To your bronc, which is proper and right—
For broncs understand, they’re a part of the place—
With stars and the moon and far open space—
And the soft desert wind sort of kissing your face—
The spell of the plains in the night.

You never have found, nor you never will find—
The rest to a heart or the peace to a mind—
Where men can forget and the world is behind—
‘Til you’ve stood on the trail that is dim—
The breeze dies away and the dome of the sky—
Hangs lower and lower ’til stars are close by—
And earth fades away and the heavens are nigh—
On the plains—in the night—just with Him.

- Griff Crawford, June 30, 1931, Amarillo Globe


September 8, 2011 | Quotes/Poetry | Continue Reading | Comments { 2 }


I’m not sure if it’s “cool” to still to listen to Pearl Jam (although not much tickles my fancy past Binaural) but, for better or worse, it continues to happen around these parts. Quite a bit, actually. (Mostly Vs., Yield and Vitalogy.) And while I’m guessing most of you – perhaps myself included – won’t be rushing to the theater to see Cameron Crowe’s PJ documentary, Twenty, that comes out later this month, I can guarantee that I’ll be watching this thirty second clip of Stone and Eddie working out “Daughter” on a tour bus over and over.

Pearl Jam – Rival

September 8, 2011 | Music/Movies/Books | Continue Reading | Comments { 5 }

Coors Light Joke

Last weekend, I spent a night at the Ten Mile River Lean-To, the first AT shelter in Connecticut if you’re Northboundin’. We shared the campsite with two 50 year-old Southbounders who were instantly drawn to our lukewarm Coors Lights. I went to college in Colorado and haven’t been able to shake the habit of taking the silver cans along when heading to the woods. After handing over a few as the sun was going down, they thanked us with a joke.

Q: What do Coors Light and sex in a canoe have in common?

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September 7, 2011 | Camping | Continue Reading | Comments { 5 }