Adopt A Dirtbag
It’s fall again, the leaves are changing, and the mornings and evenings are cool. I’ve made my early season trips out to the desert, with the opportun…
Good Grief
It was well over 400 days since we lost Dan Escalante to an avalanche, but last weekend we finally had a memorial for him. Before I write about the he…
Slow Burn
It was my first night out downtown in well over a year. Now, to be clear, I’m not talking about a “closing down-The-Ranch” type night out; more of a t…
An Ode To Print
A few weeks ago I did something I’d never done in my life: I read an entire book in a day. It was the day after my second dose of the COVID vaccine, a…
Never For Money, Always For Love
Emails are the bane of my existence. I am always behind. But this one, from a vendor up in Moab who was selling my books and zines, caught my eye. The…
A Decade In Durango / My First Story
Ten years ago, I moved to Durango with a dollar and a dream; in the midst of an economic recession. It was perhaps the best decision I’ve ever made. O…
Facebook Story
I remember the first time I heard about Facebook. My friend and I were in the public library – back before I could afford a laptop and internet – and …
Hope on The Rocks, and Fallen Friends
If you’re like me, getting outside for fresh air and exercise every day is a must. That’s one of the reasons I’ve felt grateful to live in an area lik…
E-Bikes and Elections, Part Deux
All year long there’s been a theme of when I sit down to write this column, there are certain happenings that I simply have to write about. And, this …
E-Bikes and Elections
Well, here we are again, on the cusp of an important election, and I have a column to write. Before I dive in, I want to give a shout out to my friend…