Visual Stories: From Home and Far
Dispatches from the canoe that could
Mt of the Holy Cross
Visual Essay
I realized Scott and I wouldnโt be headed to Nepal in May. The great Himalaya would need to wait until this pandemic cleared out. It was obvious to set my sights on an objective here, in my own backyard. I heard about Nolans years ago, and thought it would be a pipe dream to attempt it. With a strong winter and spring of training, it became apparent that I was to go for it, and nothing felt impossible. The constant drives up to the Sawatch began, and a dream became realized.
Itโs an exceptional thing to find someone with the altruistic attitude that restores you confidence in man. Itโs another thing to tag along and document incredible feats in the mountains. This is my story about Ryan.
The wind picked up and whipped around us like an oncoming train screaming down the hillside as the alpacas in the distance looked on quizzically at Garret and I as we struggled to pull out wind layers and keep running at the same time. By this point in the day with the sun settingโฆ