Published Writing Samples

In Nevada’s monstrous Lake Mead Reservoir, the term “dead pool” has a dual meaning. For hydrologists, dead pool represents a catastrophically low water level in a reservoir below which the water can no longer pass through the outlet works of the dam or produce electricity. Dead pool in Lake Mead might also relate to the hundreds of human bodies concealed within its depths, some of them Las Vegas mob hits, most of them unrecovered drowning victims. In recent years Lake Mead’s water level has plummeted...

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 If I wasn’t Tenkara fishing I was stuffing my face with fistfuls of wild blueberries. I even rode natural water-slides down slabs of water-polished granite, plunging into pools below. No manicured lawn or pampered meal could possibly compare to the satisfaction of the crunch of my footfall on the rugged path, or the taste of fresh trout that I caught, cleaned, and cooked on the shore of an alpine lake that I had all to myself....

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 Eastern New Mexico is a no-man’s-land in American geography. It is a place that exists on the boundaries between defined regions but is as vast as two Portugals. It is where high plains grasses intermingle with cactus beneath distant forest-topped mesas and peaks – pieces of the prairie, desert, and mountains mix together in a landscape that’s hard to define...

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Some people say that if you’re too strange for Boulder, you end up in Nederland, and if Nederland isn’t weird enough for you, there’s always Ward. This town is a mystery to many people. There’s a vague understanding that it’s a different kind of place — reclusive, perhaps even hostile, to outsiders. Despite dozens of visits to Nederland over the years as a Colorado native, I had never been to Ward...

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 Nearly 500 times the normal volume of water and its accompanying debris unloaded on Lyons. Massive cottonwood trees were thrust down the canyon like toothpicks. Truck-sized boulders were dislodged from the earth and rolled around like the bowling balls of the gods. The town was devastated...

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 Enter the great American car show, a community event of enduring appeal for more than a century. What’s the appeal? To gain more insight I called up my long-time friend and car show enthusiast...

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