Growing up in the shadows of Mt Rainier opened the door to the thrills and beauty of nature. My parents were adventurous souls; Yellowstone was an area my father called home in his youth and my mother was a ski patroller for most of her adult life. The appetite I inherited, so the wilderness I explored.
When I was young I became accustomed to being fitted for new gear every few years as my body grew. This joy for something new was always juxtaposed by my parents delight for their old and seemingly worn out stuff. Its not until I got a little bit older, and suffered with poor designs, that I truly appreciate when something good comes around; when its so good that you’re happy to use a little duct tape to keep it alive. After all, its these simple objects that allow us to make the most out of life.
During this same time my relationship with nature changed too. It became a simple and beautiful give and take between myself and the mountain or ocean. The snow and the water.
In both cases, my relationship settled to this more humble and intimate bond. To celebrate this, I sparingly use classic materials like leather, cotton, paper and the occasional granite and marble to create simple and humble products.
Taking the spirit of those few pieces of now vintage kit to be proudly displayed at the family cabin, I strive to deliver the same sense of joy as my creations get used over the years. Minimalist designs and quality materials come together to make our daily adventures a success.
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