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Disaster Style on the Sierra High Route

Disaster Style on the Sierra High Route

By Luke Nelson   |   Sep 23, 2015 September 23, 2015

By Luke Nelson There is something unnerving about waking up shivering. I rolled over and did a dozen or so push-ups in an attempt to get warm enough to fall back asleep. My commotion led to Cody pressing the light on his watch. “It’s almost 4 a.m.,” I mumbled. Read More

See You Out There

See You Out There

By Craig Holloway   |   Feb 9, 2015 February 9, 2015

By Craig Holloway When I lived in Chicago I ran like there was no tomorrow. Sundays had me running long steady miles, Mondays were a set up for double-down Tuesdays, and Wednesday’s leg screaming repeats on the University of Illinois’s Circle Campus track provided the week’s endorphin highlight. A… Read More

I Dream of Running

I Dream of Running

By Greta Hyland   |   Dec 19, 2014 December 19, 2014

By Greta Hyland I dream of running, not figuratively but literally. In my dreams it is effortless, exhilarating. When I wake from these dreams I feel pumped and want to jump out of bed and run—there have been times at night when I have. For a while, running was… Read More

Red Shins

Red Shins

By Craig Holloway   |   Sep 15, 2014 September 15, 2014

By Craig Holloway Back in February, I started volunteering for the Ojai Valley Land Conservancy (OVLC), a nonprofit that protects open space through land acquisitions and conservation easements. They have a number of preserves scattered across the valley and the Valley View Preserve was their newest one. OVLC… Read More

Innovation and Wilderness

Innovation and Wilderness

By John Wallin   |   Sep 5, 2014 September 5, 2014

By John Wallin I started selling fleece for Patagonia in 1993, and for six years I worked in Washington D.C., Bozeman and Reno in various customer service functions. I had a blast, learned a ton about product and people and made a network of friends who are as important… Read More

Winter Running

Winter Running

By Rhonda Claridge   |   Jan 31, 2014 January 31, 2014

By Rhonda Claridge From my house, at 9,800 feet elevation in the Colorado Rockies, I have to run downhill first. Above is sealed under feet of unrunnable, soft, post-holing snow. So it’s downhill, passing beneath nine avalanche slidepaths on a snow-packed road, often in a howling, pushy… Read More

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