I don't like writing very much. I suspect this is because I can be lazy and I'm a perfectionist. It takes way too much work to write something I'm happy with. Consequently, I have very few writings, even though I've had enough adventures to fill a dozen (slim) volumes.
I've collected some of my writings on this page. Some are from classes I've taken, others are just me wanting to tell a story. Most are more dramatic than the actual event, but, I'm told, that's what makes for good reading.
East Face of Mount Whitney
Read the East Face of Mount Whitney trip report.
Bishop's Terrace
The first day Robin and I met, we climbed Bishop's Terrace. As I hadn't climbed in several months and wasn't feeling up to it, Robin led the two pitches to the rappel anchors. Neither of us were particularly skilled in wide crack climbing, and there is just a bit on the climb, and it was late in the day, so it turned into quite the mini-epic and a bonding experience for us.
By February of 2005, I decided I wanted a rematch and I wanted to lead all the pitches up to the Terrace itself (which is a short pitch past the usual rappel anchors). Here is a narrative of the climb, made more dramatic for the audience.
Read the Bishop's Terrace trip report.
First parachute jump
While I was in the Army, I had the opportunity to volunteer to go Airborne. What that essentially meant to me was that I'd get a better assignment, more money, and the opportunity to jump out of perfectly good aircraft. I'm still amazed that more soldiers don't do it.
I wrote this essay about my first jump for an English class. The teacher had much good to say about it ("near professional writing"), so I'm reprinting (err, posting) it here.
