23 Feet on Tour!

This summer, we are headed back to Colorado, Utah, Arizona, California and Oregon where the film was created, to celebrate living simply and to share the story of 23 Feet. But we’re not showing it in theaters… 23 Feet is about a love for the outdoors, and in that same spirit, we’re building an outdoor theatre that is attached to the airstream itself!

Here are our tentative locations and dates so far…

Boulder (PREMIERE!!) – May 6th, 2011
Estes Park – May 9th, 2011
Fort Collins – May 11th, 2011
Golden – May 14th, 2011
Colorado Springs – May 17th, 2011
Buena Vista – May 19th, 2011
Durango – May 22nd, 2011
Dolores – May 25th, 2011
Telluride – May 26th, 2011
Santa Fe – June 21st, 2011
Flagstaff – June 23rd, 2011
Grand Canyon – June 25th, 2011
Idyllwild – June 28th, 2011
Huntington Beach, Bolsa Chica – July 5th, 2011
Santa Barbara – July 7th, 2011
San Luis Obispo – TBA
Santa Cruz – July 10th, 2011
San Francisco – July 16th, 2011

Stay tuned for more specific locations here and keep updated on 23 Feet’s facebook page.

Greer Glasser on passion, adventure, and living in 23 feet

Beneath my practical, “Do what your dad says, get a job and work hard to get ahead” exterior, I’ve always felt the urge to take risks, act on impulse and live freely. You could say there is a sort of discrepancy going on, a battle between my mind and body, between practical and unfettered, that has left me fumbling for direction and wondering, “What is my passion?”

My life’s passion…something I thought I would’ve figured out by now. I mean, isn’t that what college was for? Did I miss something? I admire friends who have direction, who know without doubt what they want to do in life.

When Allie invited me to venture out into the world in 23 feet of aluminum and help produce a documentary about pursuing your passion, I felt like she was asking me to finally give up on my soul’s game of hide-and-seek. I was scared. But if I’ve learned anything from those who I admire, those with purpose and fire in their convictions, it’s that we only begin to see our true potential when we take a leap of faith.

On the road I had time for reflection, to become inspired by incredible people, and to see the bigger picture. I realized that I was living with one focus and one focus only… me. The funny thing is that as soon as I let go of the reins and stopped trying to control every event in my life, I finally began to understand myself. I stopped trying to swim upstream and gained a new sense of awareness for the space around me. I learned that when you let things happen, when you open your mind to inspiration and seize opportunities to experience new ways of living life, your passion suddenly becomes living your life.

I still may not have a clear direction, and there are many of us out there who never will, but life is full of endless possibilities and I, for one, am ravenous for it.


23 feet on iWend and elephantjournal.com

We’ve been a pretty lucky bunch over the past month – meeting exceptional people, taking in beautiful scenery and sharing our passions with an audience of people that has far-exceeded our expectations, both in number and in support.

Two amazing online publications, iWend and elephantjournal.com, have given us the chance to share our story on their sites.

Check it out here, on Wend Magazine’s online publication, iWend, and here on elephantjournal.com.

San Francisco

Pulling into San Francisco, it was hard to know whether the anticipation we felt in our bellies was the good, butterfly sort or the bad, knotted-up and twisty variety. On the one hand, the city was exciting and new and beaming with culture and life for us to explore. And on the other – San Fran was Greer’s last stop with 23 feet. She would board a plane and fly back to Colorado. Allie and I would continue up the coast.

We somehow got the okay to post up for a week in the parking lot of the Sports Basement right on the Marina, and woke up every morning to fog and damp and a postcard shot of the Golden Gate Bridge. We explored the city on our bicycles with only minimal harassment from the city drivers for lolly-gagging through the streets. We visited the wharf and Haight Ashbury and ate in restaurants. We wore pants and thick socks and our heaviest fleeces – in the middle of summer.

Haight Ashbury

We also took the chance to plan for our next big move up the coast toward Oregon to search for the surfers that live for the big waves and freezing water. We had a tip about a woman surfer in Newport that we wanted to check out, and also some vague descriptions of a whole plethora of vagabonds in Eugene.

And on our last day, we woke early and drove Greer to the airport, where she boarded a plane back to sunny Durango. And then there were two. To Oregon…


miss you GG

Yosemite National Park

Despite an unexpected stay-over in a hot Oakhurst parking lot, we made it to Yosemite National Park.

Some friends we had met in King’s Canyon had set up camp in Tuolumne Meadows, and were smiling huge when we pulled up. They pointed to a neighboring site and told us that Ron Kauk was staying the summer there and had invited us over to share beers around the campfire that night. I wasn’t sure who Ron was, but I could gather from our party’s excited reaction that he was someone special.

We put on our woollies and sat and watched the sun set behind the rock. When the mountain cold started to settle in to our bones we headed to Ron’s campsite, where a healthy fire was burning and Ron sat alone looking out over his camp. Ron is a living legend of the climbing world, and has been climbing in Yosemite since the 1970s. He’s been involved in putting up routes all around the park and has been featured in multiple climbing movies.

Of course, I didn’t know any of this that night. In fact, Ron is a man of such great humility and generosity that I was shocked when I learned of all his accomplishments. He shared his story with no trace of ego, and listened to ours with deep respect.

We spent the next few days exploring Tuolumne Meadows and spent a blissful afternoon swimming in Tioga Lake. National Parks are perfect for people watching, and I think I paid just as much attention to the tourists as I did to the scenery.

On our last day in the park we spoke with Katie Lambert, an accomplished climber who has been calling Tuolumne Meadows home for five years. Katie is wise -she says she’s learned a lot from the rock. She told us about her writing, her climbing and the fall she’d just had on El Capitan. She’ll have an article in the next issue of Alpinist about how stitches mend more than our bodies.

It’s going to be a big change when we head to San Francisco – we’ve been livin’ in the woods for a while now.