Sunday, October 30, 2011

some nights, everybody wins.

i have a blog, but sometimes i forget. That’s why i’m posting this two and a half months after it happened.

i followed a television show closely this summer. It was called Expedition Impossible, and my friend Jeff was one of the contestants, as a member of No Limits.

Every Thursday, a fairly large group of people joined Jeff at the Lazy Dog in downtown Boulder to watch each episode as it aired. The season was filled with various twists and turns, but one team—the Gypsies—seemed to be prohibitive favorites. No Limits, my friend’s team, proved to be something of a fan favorite, although a severe ankle injury suffered by a team member had seemed to make them unlikely contenders.

About halfway through the series, it became clear that the Gypsies and No Limits shared a deep mutual respect. They were certainly bound by the occasional act of support during the course of competition—the Gypsies were awarded a phone call home after finishing a leg of the race in first place, but gave it to No Limits, for instance—but they were more fundamentally bound by a shared desire that their participation in the show would have broader effects than personal glory.

The Gypsies champion the notion of the compassionate adventurer. Their website declares ‘We are more than just wanderers, we are inspiring individuals to explore themselves and the world around them while making a difference.’ The Gypsies seek to inspire their followers not only to seek to do adventurous things, but to be mindful of those that they come in contact while they do so. The Gypsies’ next adventure will be to Ecuador, where they will summit Cotopaxi while collaborating with Free the Children to complete a water well in nearby Chimborazo province.

Whereas the Gypsies address the question of how adventurers should go about their adventuring, No Limits addresses the question of who may be an adventurer. Their answer is—resoundingly—not only that anyone may be an adventurer, but that everyone should be an adventurer. In addition to Jeff, their team was composed of Ike, a veteran who suffered injuries in combat in both Afghanistan and Iraq, and Erik, who has been totally blind since the age 13. No Limits and the non-profit that they represent, No Barriers, seek to inspire their followers to be adventurers, regardless of what hindrances they may feel held back by. No Limits members have summitted 20,000 foot mountains in Nepal with veterans who sustained injuries in combat, trekked the Himalayas and the Andes with fellow blind adventurers, and been a constant voice that whoever you are and whatever your situation, you can do awesome things. No Limits’ next adventure will be to Tanzania, where a team including veterans and civilians, many with disabilities (including a quadruple amputee), will attempt to summit Mount Kilimanjaro, the highest summit in Africa.

The show drew toward its close. No Limits and the Gypsies were two of the four teams competing in the finale. The Gypsies traveled to Boulder, where they joined the weekly Lazy Dog gathering. Tickets for the event numbering to the Lazy Dog’s fire code capacity were sold days in advance of the show, with all proceeds benefiting charities represented by each team—No Barriers for No Limits, and Free the Children for the Gypsies. The following set was taken during the course of the watch party.

Before the show started, members of each team shared a few thoughts with the packed crowd about the experience.











As the show continued on, tension mounted. One of the four teams was eliminated, but both the Gypsies and No Limits remained.





















The third team became lost in the Moroccan streets. In a photo-finish, the Gypsies climbed over the final wall to victory as No Limits, beaten to victory by mere seconds, cheered below. The crowd, which generally favored No Limits, as they were the Boulder locals, erupted with excitement for both the victory of the Gypsies and the strong finish by No Limits.





























The evening was an unqualified success. All are encouraged to learn more about No Limits/No Barriers and the Gypsies.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

i had to take it apart before it would work

i love myself darkly.

At various times, people get interested in things that i’m interested in, and i act as something of a mentor to them—say, in photography, or linguistics. i’m not very gracious in it. The hardest thing for me is when those who were once my students begin to diverge from my vision. Especially if they’re good at whatever route they choose to take. And especially if they’re not good at whatever route they choose to take.

i haven’t been very good at the things that i’m interested in lately. i’ve taken some pretty pictures lately, but not really any pictures that mean anything. i’ve done fine in my classes, but the day that my academic life may be described as doing fine in my classes is the day that i need to leave the academy.

i used to want to bicycle around the world, or from Alaska to Chile. Or to follow the Majes/Colca from Camana to Cabanaconde, or Chivay, or somewhere up there. Or to go overland from Aplao to Cabanaconde, with a summit of multiple 16,000-17,000 foot mountains en route.

In 2008, i had plans to research and document aspects of the mining industry in Peru—from privately-worked small-scale mines near Choco to the brutal contracting situation in La Rinconada to the horrific mismanagement of Yanacocha. i ended up spending less time in the mines than i had in 2006, when i had no interest in the mining industry in Peru. i did not return to any of the mines near Choco, and i still have never been to La Rinconada or Yanacocha.

i spent a few days in Oroya in 2009. It’s not clear to me that i know how to find a story, at least quickly enough to make documentation a feasible task without a deep-pocketed benefactor and an internal drive that i haven’t had for three or four years. i want to fly to El Salvador this weekend (i could do it for under $1,000) to do some work in flood-stricken areas. i hope that some day i let myself chase such ambitions again.

i often fear that the vision that i share with others is inadequate. That those who have learned from me diverge from it because it isn’t good enough, or because i have been inadequate to share it rightly. Judging by the past three or four years, i wouldn’t be so sure that that’s untrue.

i’ll hopefully be going to Uganda in May.



















Saturday, October 8, 2011

Maybe we should not go back the way we came.

It is easier to post pictures when i do not have my qualifying exam hanging over my head than when i do have my qualifying exam hanging over my head.

Toward the end of August, i met up with a friend from OU's linguistics program to do a little bit of hiking. That friend (Casey High), his friend (Kris Doubleday) and i went up Kelso Ridge on Torreys Peak. i took these pictures while we were doing so. Woo!

Also, i have taken over 3,000 pictures since these... i always get so far behind!











The route that we chose clearly was not intimidating at all.















The crux of the route is a narrow ridge traverse with <1000 foot drops on either side (or something like that).













Mmm... three-shot panorama.