Wallowa State Park

The Subaru's last mission

I will have to write a short story about the life of my Subaru. She has seen many friends and places. She has gone across the country twice, romped down dirt roads at 70 mph, and even got stuck in the snow in Massachusetts and in the Olympics in Washington. But this beast, starting her life in Tahoe, tearing through empty Alpine Meadows parking lots at night, on major storm days, showed what she had; an appetite for snow.

While her recent trip to the Wallowa's in Eastern Oregon was not her last mission, at 282 000 miles it is one of her last hurrah's! She headed into the storm, hung out at a yurt in feet of powder then trekked up a gnarly dirt road covered in fresh snow to get us into one of the most remote regions of Backcountry Skiing. She got us out, and back to PDX.
She has been good to me. Thank you!


Filling up at the retro station in La Grande, Oregon.



CH stands for Confederation Helvetia, a club of sorts among knowers. And of course the WMI logo, a brand for the outdoor educator, a validation of the ramblin' life. If you look carefully you will see a Welsh Dragon, and the "EARTH ART" MOMA bumper sticker. Finally to sum up her identity she bears California plates, from New York City to Wallowa County; never not CA.

Solo Mission Vision

Give the picture a click, to view it. Give the picture a thought, to understand yourself.

Solo Mission

Wind Weeeeeeee!

Sacred Galaxie, 500

Fire Totem

As you approach the Copper Spur you find yourself meandering through a burnt forest. Dead trees lurk from the ashes scattered on the snow, showing you the aftermath of the inferno. Here You may spot the greatest carver of the Northwest; Fire. And you may spot the Charcoal Totem.


North Face Of Mount Hood


Through the brunt forest she rises.

Portland is Organic

The Shasta Dodge Connection

Journeys into the Backcountry

One of my old time backcountry partner is the legendary Maximilien. We've known each other, and climbed together for 12 years. After a small mission to Tahoe he shows me the way deep into his backyard. Skiing with your friends is priceless. Maximilien and Jonie ahead on the slope.

Adventure Cat

Riley was born in Brooklyn, where he resided until he met us. Then he drove cross-country, spent time in a Bavarian town, and now lives in PDX. His traveling cave bears the icons of his parents, and the pride of his travels!

A grainy night at Smith Rock