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A short story. A famous man slips his handlers on a space station named New World, buys a glass of carbonated water from a stand the size of a Soyuz-10 toilet, and remembers how he got there.
I'm an alpinist-in-training on the Kyrgyz mountain-guide track, and this site is the working record: trip reports with tracks and topos, curated photographs, essays and fiction, and the projects that hold it all together — including a slowly-growing atlas of Central Asian climbing.
Trip reports from the mountains — narrative, GPS tracks, route photos, and the occasional hard-won lesson. The core of the site.
Essays, fiction, and commentary — development work, faith and technology, Central Asia, and whatever else demands a page.
Curated series and field photographs, mostly landscape and mostly mountains, printed-not-scrolled by temperament.
The workshop: the Central Asia route catalog and its interactive map, cartography, and other tools in public.
A short story. A famous man slips his handlers on a space station named New World, buys a glass of carbonated water from a stand the size of a Soyuz-10 toilet, and remembers how he got there.
Five pitches of olivine to the summit of Little Sister, a short-roped descent, and a traverse to Cinderella with an anchor worth rebuilding — the last day of AMTL 2, with the instructor as client.
Eleven pitches of the harder Comic Relief link-up on North Chasm View Wall — a guided introduction to the Black, sent clean, and the first entry in the public log.
On relics, scepticism, and what it means to stand at the tomb of the prophet Daniel in Samarqand and not know how to respond. Written from Istanbul, in collaboration.