The time has come for the Zanskar Odyssey to begin. As I write this, there are exactly 24 hours before Jason Kehl, Pete Takeda, Mick Follari and I board the plane bound for Delhi, India.
"So long SLC & OR, and thanks for all the fish." -my friend Brett on FB, on the way home after the Outdoor Retailer Summer Market Show.
I’ve already had some mildly epic trips in my short nomadic life, but traveling with my family always seems to take the excitement to the next level.
I just watched the sun set in a vibrant display of pink, orange and purple, striping clear across the sky, a never ending glow on the horizon, and then rise again, emerging out of a husky blue, turning a light golden cherry,
It was 10 past 9 and I had just hung up the phone with my editor. The conversation was quick, “Obe is waiting for you at the show.
The weather in the Rocklands has been abnormally hot so instead of repeating Fred Nicole’s Monkey Wedding, Paul Robinson has been racking up a handful of V13’s and V14’s.