The Best and Worst of Ski Season

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. After the start of a ski season that fluctuated somewhere between uneventful and blah thanks to an unseasonably warm stretch of weather, the snow finally arrived. However, with the snow also came record-low temperatures that tempered any enthusiasm for sliding on snow with biting cold….

My Worst Hike Ever

Everest Woman is responsible for my worst hike ever: a December 2007 ascent of the Hancocks in the White Mountains. To this day I have not forgiven her. I was cold. So cold. This is the story. It was December 1, 2007. The forecast read cold. So cold, in fact that the night before Chuck,…

Frigid Fun on Mount Tecumseh

Winters in the Northeast are supposed to be cold, harsh, and, to some degree, miserable. In spite of that, I have always loved winter, and the outdoorsy part of me delights in the fact that bitter weather keeps other people at home and allows me to have popular ski areas, climbs, and other outdoor attractions all…

Tips for Becoming a Skinning Star

When most people think of backcountry skiing, their minds turn to flying down a backcountry bowl or gliding through glades; but, the truth is, self-powered skiers spend far more time going uphill than down. To make the most of your time spent going uphill—and to hopefully spend a little less time doing so—follow these tips…

Book Report: On the Nose

I was excited when Han’s Florine’s book On the Nose: A LifeLong Obsession with Yosemite’s Most Iconic Climb arrived in my mailbox. For years, Florine has been popping up on my radar, with appearances in climbing movies and magazines; I didn’t know much about him, however, despite those appearances, other than he was seemingly obsessed with the speed…

Weather or Not It’s Worth It

The awkward transitional time that happens as fall gives way to winter often leaves me searching for motivation. With not enough snow to ski and not enough ice to climb—at least for mortals like me—my adventures in the Whites are typically relegated to hiking. Lacking the speed of skiing and the excitement of ice climbing,…

Some Days in the Mountains You Just Don’t Want to End

We’d driven north with the loosest of plans: hike something. We just weren’t sure what. Eventually, we settled on an Eisenhower-Pierce loop and it turned out to be a great decision. The mountains were a winter wonderland. The wind—so often fierce above-treeline in the Presidentials—was non-existent. The weather was warm for the mountains this time…