People often ask me why I climb mountains, and most of them expect me to say it’s for the views or for having some sort of spiritual journey. And both of those things are part of the answer. But really, all I know is that I simply enjoy hiking a Read more…
Despite the hike being a personal endeavor, there was always time for conversing with others as we went up and down the mountain. Philosophical Engineering Often when we would hike, the weather was decent enough to attract more than the die-hard hikers who hike rain or shine. When we would Read more…
Every time I hiked, I learned from the stories of fellow hikers that we all had different ways of thinking about the hike. These thoughts were unique to my companions, like their fingerprints were. Philosophical Engineering My brother had a tendency to love hiking in the company of others. He Read more…
I wondered what it would be like on top of a mountain when I first drove through the White Mountains one day from our family’s lake house. Looking out the window, some of the mountains were so high up, I had to stick my head out of the window to Read more…
“don’t stop believing” There’s that line of the song again. But don’t stop believing in what, though? Hold on to what feeling? Philosophical Engineering At first, I wasn’t really sure what to believe in or hold on to. With work consuming my life and the emotional juggling of love, I Read more…
I would have thought by now, from all the songs I have heard on the radio, that I would know what love is. I could at least sing along in the car, even if I didn’t truly know what it was. I could follow the story of two lovers getting together in Read more…
When I thought of my life as following simple rules like “get a job” and “retire in forty years,” I began to ask the simple questions: Why should I work eight hours a day, forty hours a week, doing the same thing for the rest of my life? Philosophical Engineering Read more…
Inside, the mohawk, tattooed, and pierced engineer wanted a different song and dance in life. But when he looked in the mirror, he never felt that he was good enough to do it. That his life was only the prescribed future called retirement. The present moment used to be solely Read more…
The beaten path of study hard to get a degree, find a secure and stable position at a company to get a job, and try to fall in love quickly out of college to get married, didn’t get me the satisfaction or fulfillment I was looking for in my journey of forty Read more…
Life is like a mountain, and most people are made to believe that the pinnacle of success is a forty year campaign on a beaten trail to retirement. But I know, that I don’t want to really see what is on the other side of that mountain when I’m sixty-five years old… Or wonder Read more…