One of my favorite new things to do in the summer is paddle board!! When we first got ours, about a year or two ago,...
Adventures Articles
It’s All Going to be Okay
The woman we rescued in the below story wrote a book about her experience. She asked me to write a chapter for...
The Fifteen Hour Friend
“How did you meet” seems to be a question reserved for the happenstance that led to one being coupled. True friends,...
Les, In Remembrance
The Olympics always make me think of Les. I wrote this a few years ago and wanted to share it on the Life Bus. The fascinating--and frustrating--aspect of inspiration is that you never know when to expect it. Sometimes, when you most need it, when you're digging the...
Rock Climbing Italian Style
The biggest challenge with the whole language barrier is, when someone says something that doesn't entirely make sense, deciding if one should laugh, ask for clarification, or offer up a withering glare. For example, when I asked the bus driver which stop was for my...
The First Annual Silverton Double Dirty 30
I sat in my car, watching it snow, as I chatted with my friend Dale, world renowned weather nerd. I was trying to get a feel for just how bad it was going to be. "Not great but improving" was about as good a forecast as we could come up with--Dale always emphasizing...
Switzerland and Italy – Part Due
It was fitting that the one day it rained, my friend Linda left to head back to reality. It wasn't fun to bid her farewell, but she had a family to be with and I had mountains to climb. It was equally good timing with my trip. A forced rest day between adventures....
Switzerland and Italy – Part Uno
I can't say I'm a big fan of math, but I've found it helps pass the time when running a long distance. Trying to figure out my average pace (without looking at the GPS), how long it will take me to reach the finish line or the next aid station, by how much I will...
A Crusty Butt Weekend
"Don't worry, I'll make solid steps." It wasn't exactly the solidity of the steps that worried me. It was the fact that the width of the snow onto which we were stepping was more narrow than my feet. The fact that I have pretty big feet didn't help my feelings. The...
Zion Not Zion
“I’m just here to see what it takes,” he says, the look of disbelief spilling into the tone of his voice. I’ve completed four one hundred mile races and I'm still not sure how to answer that statement. What does it take? It takes friends. That I have learned. I have...
High Lonesome Trail, Day Four (Aug 8)
Wes and I scratched our heads in puzzlement. Nothing made sense. We had to call a mulligan on the GPS and get our exact point, but it still didn’t make the maps mesh with what we saw around us. We pointed this way and that, wandered over one edge of the ridge and...
Road Trippin’ Colorado a la France
One of my favorite aspects about living in Colorado is the ability to share it with others. Sometimes, the fun of the Life Bus is waiting at the stop for someone else. When I first moved to Colorado, my friends lovingly (I think) referred to trips here as "Lynda's...