I quoted Tennyson, “My mariners…you and I are old,” when I proposed the Olympic Crossing to my friends. Quoting Tennyson was standard for me, but proposing a mere hike was not. We were climbers. For thirty years, every wilderness trip we’d taken had set a mountain summit as its goal. But I’d capped last summer’s climbing season with my fourth …

Story by Doug Emory Photos courtesy Randy Leifson & Chris Mackersie My son, Nathan, just started college last fall, working on a degree in performance music. If music doesn’t pan out for him, though, he has one standup routine that will carry him through a set at the Comedy Club. I’ve heard him rehearse this act a dozen times, telling it with …