by Christian Beckwith | Jun 30, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
A version of this article appeared in the February 1998 issue of Rock & Ice and the book The Best of Rock & Ice: An Anthology. —- Bishkek: the ache of traveling knees, the smell of unwashed crotches, thin film of sweat in dried waves on our skin. An...
by Christian Beckwith | Jun 23, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
Dad’s hands were broad and thick and gnarled, the skin thick as cracked leather, the backs ridged with tendons and roped with veins. Scars stood out like lashings. His fingers had been smashed and broken and yanked out of alignment so many times that they extended in...
by Christian Beckwith | May 30, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
Photo: Diné roadman and elder Jonah Yellowman at his home in Monument Valley, UT. Last autumn, I ran into Susan Clark, professor at the Yale School of Forestry, founder of the Northern Rockies Conservation Cooperative and our next-door neighbor here in Jackson. When...
by Christian Beckwith | May 29, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
“How about next Saturday?” Officially, Mark Newcomb was in retirement. “Oh, I don’t do that stuff anymore,” he’d say, ducking his head, sheepish and self-effacing behind his horn-rimmed glasses. His hair had at least as much salt as pepper these days, and...
by Christian Beckwith | May 28, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
Dear Panasonic, My name is Christian Beckwith; I’m a climber and skier from Jackson, Wyoming, a mountain town that serves as one of the gateways to Yellowstone National Park. Because my inclinations often bring me to remote places, I need a hardy camera with which to...
by Christian Beckwith | May 26, 2022 | Christian Beckwith Writings
Editor’s Note, Alpinist Issue 16 Mark Newcomb threw open the door to my office. His eyes were puffy. I could tell this wasn’t going to be good. “Doug Coombs,” he managed. “Avalanche.” And then he began to cry. —- One Thanksgiving...
