About the Author
The author, Belmont Bowl, MT (ca. 1971) 
Best Guidebook, 2010
(Bay Area Travel Writers)
2009 Lowell Thomas Travel Journalism Award
(Society of American Travel Writers)
CA Outdoor Writer of the Year, 2008
(Outdoor Writers Association of California)
Best Magazine Feature, 2008
(Outdoor Writers Association of California)
DAVID PAGE has run sled dogs into the Maroon Bells, seined for salmon off the Kenai, hunted for T-Rex eggs in Patagonia, and traveled from the Algerian Sahara to Paris in the back of a Belgian floral delivery van. He has written for the Discovery Channel, the Los Angeles Times Magazine, Eastside, Backcountry, Men's Journal, Skiing, The New York Times, Hemispheres, and many other publications. He is a contributing editor at-large for MatadorNetwork.com, editor-in-chief of BETA magazine, and author of the Lowell Thomas Award-winning Explorer's Guide to Yosemite & the Southern Sierra Nevada (Countryman Press/W.W. Norton), now in its second printing. He lives on the side of a volcano in Mammoth Lakes, California, with his wife, his two young sons, and their illegal migrant canine.
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California Four-Wheelin': A Real American Exploration into (Skiing) the Eastern Sierra Nevada(Ski Journal)“RED-LINING THE OLD LANDCRUISER through virgin, hub-deep snow like some overloaded pirate tug angling for a beach to run aground on...”
Hurtling Toward the Range of Light(GO Magazine)“AND SO IT WAS that on a clear Sunday morning in late June, in the company of an unflappable photographer named Osceola (after the famous mixed-blood Seminole war chief), I found myself sprinting through the streets of San Francisco on my old hard-tail mountain bike, with full camping and cooking kit and a week's supposed essentials in tow, harrowingly late for the Oakland Ferry....”
Death Valley's Secret Stash(Men's Journal)“ONCE UPON A TIME there was a certain utility to climbing mountains: to get the lay of the land, to see which way to run the wagons, to be the first to do it. That time is gone. And yet there we were, on a long haul to the top of the biggest mountain in the lower 48, deep in the Mojave Desert, in the dark, with skis on our backs....”
Really Old Masters, from 16,000 Years Ago(New York Times)“WE WERE INSIDE RESTRICTED AREA R-505 of the Naval Air Weapons Station China Lake, rolling in a minivan across the vast salt pan of an extinct Pleistocene lake...”
The Battle to Be World's Most Traveled Man(Men's Journal)“NO ONE IS THE WORLD'S MOST TRAVELED MAN,” says Bill Altaffer, hunched over the dining room table at his second home in Mammoth Lakes, California, beneath a collection of spoons and exotic masks...”
Skiing California's 14ers(Eastside Magazine)“FROM A DISTANCE it looked perfect. Perfectly epic...” 
Rituals: A Fire Must Be Fed(NY Times)“FOR NEARLY A WEEK the forecasters had been watching the next big system: a straining mass of gelid air down from the Aleutians, stalled off the California coast. Then a part of it began to move...” 
Paradise and Safe Haven on Hawaii(NYT, International Herald Tribune, SF Chronicle)“RINALDO BRUTOCO AWOKE to the sound of myna birds and leaf blowers...” 
Rituals: The Last Run(NY Times)“I WAS SOMEWHERE below the knob on Horizon Ridge, midway through a long solo slog from the Ostrander Ski Hut in Yosemite, dogged by deep slush, mud, a too-heavy pack and a hopelessly broken binding...” 
Bond of Brothers in a California Wilderness(NY Times)“HAVING JUST SCRUBBED OUT AFTER AN EMERGENCY C-SECTION, Jonathan Bourne, an anesthesiologist at Mammoth Hospital in Mammoth Lakes, Calif., threw his pack and skis into his brother’s secondhand Suburban and slid into the passenger seat...” 
Wild Ice(NY Times)“WE DROVE UP INTO the High Sierra at first light, on roads that by the end of the day would be open only to travelers on cross-country skis or snowshoes...” 
Damn Cute Menace(Los Angeles Times Magazine)First Place Magazine Feature, 2007, Outdoor Writers Association of California “THEY COME IN OFF the utility lines. Like airborne chipper-shredders they dispense with the season's pecans, tear yards of bark from the avocado tree, send half-chewed fruit, seeds, shells, leaves, whole limbs crashing to the flagstone...”
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