At the top of Dives-Little Giant, the first climb of the Hardrock 100 race course. (photo:Joey Schrichte) If there’s one thing I have figured out after nine finishes at the Hardrock 100, it’s that you should never go into it thinking you’ve actually got it figured out. Train all you want, manage as many details as you think you can, but be ready for some curveballs on race day, and...
Nearing the top of the first climb. The San Juan Solstice 50 miler took place last weekend in the quiet mountain town of Lake City. We’ve always loved this hilly course in the northeast San Juan Mountains. One or both of us have run this race for most of the past ten years. It’s become an annual summer kickoff event for us. This year was as nice as ever, it...
We skied Golden Horn, 13,780 ft. last weekend, down in the stunning Ice Lakes Basin area of the San Juans. The valley is a favorite of ours, in the summer months it’s all about the wildflowers, alpine lakes and scrambles on high 13ers.
Summing up the Hardrock 100 is always a challenge, though when it goes well it’s admittedly easier. This year, my 8th time running, was relatively smooth. I finished in 28:52, my 3rd fastest time, which was good enough for 7th place overall.
We skied Stewart Peak, 13,983 ft. yesterday, our 99th Centennial ski descent. Only one more peak remains, Jagged Mountain.
Potosi Peak, 13,786 feet, is at the east end of the Sneffels Range and has a really sweet, hard to reach couloir that is hidden from view from most perspectives.
Any finish at the Hardrock 100 should be considered a great achievement. There are so many ways to come up short on the burly course that anyone who makes it all the way back to Silverton deserves to be commended.
UN13832, not the most exciting name, but a pretty cool 13er ski outside of Lake City, Colorado.
Christy heads back to Camp 2 from Ruby Creek, Jagged Peak cuts up the skyline behind. Since Internet readers have notoriously short attention spans I find it’s usually best to keep a post to a few hundred words and maybe ten photos. So when I came home with 1300 photos from our recent Weminuche Traverse through the San Juan Mountains, I thought the single brief post I put up on...
Once we were on top and we could look down the line of Grenadiers to the east, and to the impressive Needle Mountains to the south, we were all keenly aware that we were experiencing something special.
We met in Aspen in 2000 and have been happily stuck in the rockies ever since, getting out in the mountains every day we can, in every season and by all means possible. Read More
