'Older' athletes never die; they just find a new physical testing ground. This is certainly applicable in my case. After my high school and college track career where I ran middle distance, I graduated to marathons and triathlons, culminating in a lifetime dream of qualifying and running the 100th Boston Marathon.

After Boston, at the ripe age of 45, I then launched into the climbing career that had so fascinated me in books as a young man. I quit a job in the then booming silicon valley to spend a month climbing Denali the hard way - via the West Buttress over Denali Pass, down the Muldrow Glacier and over to Wonder lake. This trip still ranks as one of the most difficult things I have ever done. A traverse of Aconcagua and Kilimanjaro followed and I had the beginning of 'Seven Summit' fever popularized by Dick Bass and Frank Wells in the 80's. As an ex Peace Corps volunteer from Africa and seasoned traveler, this continent based climbing appealed to both my love of exotic travel as well as my passion for alpine endurance climbing.

A life-threatening experience with a rare adrenal gland cancer in the fall of 2000, reinforced my belief that what I do be shared and impactful to others. With climbing friends, I summited Mt. Elbrus and snowboarded down its flank in the Spring of 2001. In January 2003, I returned from a successful first assent of the SW face of Vinson Massif in Antarctica;

I write about and photograph all my adventures and derive great pleasure in reliving these amazing experiences to share with others. It is my hope that they provide some inspiration to what is possible, even in 'middle age.'