Alpine High: Skiing, Hiking and Rock Climbing Verses

by Stuart Kinkade

Ski powder, bumps, a double black, old skis, new skis, back country, a perfect day, shared with friends. Hike to summits, a ghost town, an abandoned mine, through aspens, in whiteouts, in circles, concerned with trail grub, bears, drinks, needs, and shovels. Rock climb a traverse, lead cruxes, fall, belay, approach, rappel, top rope, and find an old pin. Mountain play. If there's something better, Stuart Kinkade doesn't know about it. Alpine High poems are personal experiences dating from the early 1960s to the millennium.

100 pages, Plastic Comb

First published September 21, 2002