fourteeners
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“Don’t smile because it’s over. Cry because it happened.” – Famed Colorado climber and early fourteener finisher Albert Ellingwood via Dr. Seuss, maybe I don’t mean to brag, but my late mother always insisted I was a bona fide genius. Granted, Mom – may she rest in peace – was a bit of an unreliable…
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In a way, sacrificing my planned finisher on Wilson Peak was a tough pill to swallow, in no small part because it meant that half of the dosage of my final gruesome twosome would have to be injected. Oh sure, having the Crestones – if not next-door neighbors, depending on how you view the importance/validity…
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Wilson Peak was going to be my finisher. It had been the easiest of my remaining fourteeners for two years – arguably even longer, if you’re of the opinion that Castle and Conundrum, Difficult Class 2 though their max technicality is, are harder for comparative length and number of ups and downs alone. The lesser…
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(Note: For once, one of my trip reports contains real, honest-to-goodness information about a route, albeit mired within the usual logorrhea about my increasingly questionable life choices. For anybody understandably looking to find information about the brief, less strenuous ridge-proper variation between the top of S. Maroon’s 2800′ of Suck and the top of the…
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I can see how regular readers of my trip reports might be confused about my religious beliefs. I’ve mentioned being Jewish and being an atheist. To help clear up any potential confusion, I’ll declare my background outright: I am a Jewish atheist. Of course, I can also see how this in itself is confusing to…
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A.k.a., as I titled the Google Doc in which I worked on the revisions and additions for the 2025 Of Mice and Mountaineers podcast update, “Pyramid 2: Thankfully Not So Electric Boogaloo.” Some general notes/warnings: as foreshadowed in my most recent trip report about Sunlight and Windom, this trip report turned out to be, in some ways, everything…
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In case anybody forgot what happened the last episode, here’s a brief recap: I fell off a mountain. More specifically, I fell off Pyramid Peak, a notoriously steep and loose mountain in a notoriously steep and loose subrange of the Southern Rockies, although alas for what remains of my dignity, the part that I fell…
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Note: As it is rapidly coming up on four years after the events laid out in this report took place, I timed my podcast to have this episode roughly coincide with the anniversary, and in doing so, I felt it necessary to revisit what was arguably the culminating, pivotal, capital-I Incident in my Colorado fourteener…

