Salida’s Soul

by Doug January 19, 2010

With plenty of options for untracked lines and an authentic vibe, the little town that rocks makes for a perfect close-to-home winter weekend.Salida is still a bit off the radar when it comes to backcountry goodness, but just three hours from Denver, it offers up a whole platter of powdery ski and snowboard options for [...]

Riding the Mongoose

by Doug December 7, 2009

Sometimes the danger is part of the allure. High in the San Juans, the steep white gash of the Mongoose opens at the top of the north face of 12,800-foot Reconnoiter Peak. The line spirals down a 1,000-foot couloir, pinches into a 45-degree slot—the likely trigger zone should the slope unleash—and then spills out into [...]

Where the Wild Things Were

by Rachel Odell Walker December 7, 2009

Despite the sprawl, Colorado could be welcoming back its charismatic megafauna. Wolves and wolverines have been crossing the border and grizzly bears may not be far behind. But can the Centennial State save the big swaths of land these predators need to make a true comeback? On Friday, May 22, 2009, a male wolverine wearing [...]

Snow Locavore

by Rachel Odell Walker October 6, 2009

Forget all that crunchy green commie stuff about eating locally—here in Colorado, we play locally. Living a stone’s throw from world-class winter resorts cuts down on travel and ramps up your slope vertical. So we thought, what better way to make the most of it than finding out where the true locals ride, drink and [...]

Dinner In The Round

by Brian Litz October 5, 2009

Wining, fine dining, yurts and big mountain views at the Tennessee Pass Cookhouse. Anyone who’s spent time in Colorado’s backcountry huts and yurts knows that the daily sustenance generally arrives in the form of hearty, comfort food schlepped by pack. One very notable exception however is the Tennessee Pass Cookhouse. While not an overnight destination [...]

Crazy, Mixed-Up Mountain Love

by Charles Bethea August 5, 2009

What happens when a hard-charging mountain girl who spends spare moments training for triathlons meets a laid-back, cruiser-riding East Coast transplant who likes to bake bread? He Said… I arrived at the small adobe apartment we were to share—two ambitious, 23-year-old strangers from opposite ends of the country who’d landed the same outdoors magazine internship [...]