“The Manuscripts of God”


A ½” of virgin, unmarked snow . . . a cool, gentle breeze . . . a pinking hour sunset brushed across distant snowcaps  – the wilderness wonder postcard God created for me to glide through before hanging up my skis and heading off to rejoin my life partner in the Great Smoky Mountains tomorrow.

I’ve missed her, and Lord willing, come Spring we’ll return together to the solitude of this awesome corner of creation with its vast wilderness reaches, rugged magnificence, and primal beauty John Muir once called  “The Manuscripts of God”.

My Front Yard – Chickaloon, Alaska

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best Is Yet To Come!

Happiness is . . .


Happiness is zero degrees and a pair of skis . . . gliding over a wilderness lake, snow whispering beneath, winter’s sun above sinking behind distant mountain monarchs . . . Life is Good! . . . wish you could have joined me.

“He gives snow like wool; He scatter the frost like ashes.” – Psalm147:16

Keep Looking Up . . . His best is yet to come!

Happy Ole Dude
Talkeetna Range snowcaps
3:30 PM Sunset

Breathless Wonder


Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but  the moments that take our breath away.” . . . and not because it’s 9 degrees 😊

From river valley to mountain top, today was a totally breathless day immersed in the wonders of creation, wrapped in my Creator’s the omnipotent arms.

Be still and know that I am God … I will be exalted in the earth.”

Psalm 46:10

I M Blessed . . . May U B 2

Frigid Flow
Silent Sentinels
Stilled Rapids
Frosted Flow
Ice Fog
Frozen Fun
Adrenaline!