dan moller

This is why Juneau is amazing. Drive across the bridge from town to Douglas Island and up the hill about half a mile, then hike for a few hours and you end up here.

jumbo, and other news

Sorry for the delay. I had a story about renewable energy run in the New York Times, with photos, video, and a blog post to boot! More on that later. And yesterday afternoon I climbed a small mountain on Douglas Island. The snow was deep, and came all the way down the water. The trees are huge, of course. And the bits of blue in the sky and white of the mountains down the channel were striking -- so blue at times that I mistook the sky through the trees for something man-made. I made it to the shoulder on Jumbo just as it was getting dark, then skied down the winter trail (snowmachine trail) with shaky legs as the trail disappeared and lights came out in Juneau below.

soggy juneau

Alas, I missed the powder day at the mountain this weekend. That was yesterday. I got out today, when the sky was so thick you could hardly see across the channel, and hiked up to the tram. It was only a few miles, but offered a taste of the mountains all the same: the chill of wet skin at the top, the warmth of good clothes and exertion, the perfect asymmetry of the hike up and down. The snow, knee-deep at the top, thinned and turned to slush on the way down.