Dad and I stand on the summit of Lone Peak on July 27, 2011. Journal entry from August 27, 1999:  Today I went hiking with my dad. Finally, ...

Saturday, August 20 was my 43rd birthday. 43 was also the number of hours Beat and I had been home since arriving from Europe on Thursday. I...

The Matterhorn. When I was a child it was a mythical place, evoked by its namesake ride at Disneyland and by the bodice-and-red-skirt-clad w...