Summer finally hit me. I’m sitting here sipping on a cold canister that feels like a chunk of ice in my grip, thinking about a fourteener hike and Jeep trip this weekend, but forcing myself to keep covering the famous WildSnow binding collection so come winter I can concentrate on trip reports, backcountry politics and other more current stuff — like gear. Thus, another classic randonnee boot grabber comes off the wall and onto the product photography table for the once-over. Yeah, promise, I do realize it is summer — luckily winter is just around the corner!
Check out museum display of our 3rd generation Low Tech ski touring binding.
The incredible self discipline this blog posting and associate article required should win an award, as the sunny back deck of our house was calling me like the song of the beautiful Sirens who tempted Ulysses during his adventure.
“It is said that one of the Sirens, Parthenope, in grief at the escape of Ulysses drowned herself…” Our lawn might be feeling some of the same emotions, only rather than drowned, it is parched.