ABOUT US

Here at Mountain Life our work is our play. We love what we do and it shows. Whether writing about skis, taking photos of snowboarders or creating magazines that all of us are proud of, the Mountain Life team is as dedicated to the work as we are to our lifestyles. To us, Mountain Life means more than just living and playing in the mountains; it is an attitude towards life and the outdoors. A willingness to get out there, explore, laugh, learn and appreciate the big blue ball we call home. Whether that means cold beers on an alpine patio or paddling a kayak through the 30,000 Islands, it’s all Mountain Life to us. And with offices in Collingwood, Ontario and Whistler, BC, we’ve got our fingers on the pulse of Mountain Lifers across the nation.

Glen Harris, Publisher
Glen, who has lived extensively throughout the Coast Mountains as well as the Kootenays, currently resides in the Georgian Bay area of Ontario. While he does manage to get in lots of ski days as well as spend time with his lovely wife and daughter, he does still get pretty pissed at West-Coasters when they constantly send email reminders of how much snow there is, how big the hills are, and how warm and spring-like it is in April. Glen’s many years of publishing, writing and photography experience along with his honest and laidback demeanor, are really the glue that keeps the Mountain Life Staff in one piece. (Kind of like how you can milk an extra season out of your ski gloves if you just wrap them in duct tape.)
glen@mountainlifemag.ca

Colin Field, Editor
Colin Field comes from a background of photojournalism that grew from the ‘zine upwards. Previously associate editor at SBC SKIER, assistant editor at Windsport and SBC Kiteboard, his clients for both photos and text have included Ski Journal, Canadian Living, explore, Toronto Star, Cottage Life and others. An avid mountain biker with over 15 years of BMX racing and freestyle experience, Colin’s roots run deep within the bike community. From working as a bicycle courier in England, to a bicycle tour guide in the USA, or riding to Timbuktu in Mali, he enjoys any kind of riding as long as it’s on two wheels. And in the winter, oh, well, there we’ve got an obsession…. But you already heard about one of those. Colin now lives in Clarksburg after a brief, but necessary hiatus from the area, while living in Toronto.
colin@mountainlifemag.ca

Ned Morgan, Managing Editor
Ned lived in the Big Smoke for many years and took what he needed – a degree from U of T, editing, publishing and communications experience – but decided to leave behind what he didn’t need (pollution, gridlock, no access to trails). Since moving to the Blue Mountain area in 2007, Ned complains a lot less and his friends and family like him better now. Ned is a seasoned copyeditor, copywriter, and proofreader with experience on staff at the University of Toronto Press and at Kids Can Press. When not working at his desk, Ned can be found taking notes while hiking, biking, or snowshoeing through the woods. Favourite short quote: “We find in the fields of Nature no place that is blank or barren.” – John Muir
ned@mountainlifemag.ca

One Comment

  1. Pete......Glens old neighbour says:

    Hey guys…….great mag.

    Living for so many years on the cusp of the Beaver river……and collecting all the leftover innertubes……for the best years of our prepubesant life …….I’d say its worth the casualties…..not to be disrespectful to the fallen.

    I remember going with my father, Hank, Mr. Yaskovich,Mike Robertson, several other fellows from Teledyne…and the BVAA…with there horrid green jackets…..dad still wears his!!!

    The race almost ended before it started with Mr. Yaskovich……with chainsaw in hand…..dynamite in the other …crossing an 100 year old maple that had rested across a narrow of the mighty beaver…..just 500 yards past the Clarksburg Bridge.
    A stones through from our old homes Glen. He had easily guided his saw through the 3ft girth of the fallen tree and he ended up on the wrong side of the tree…..down he went into the white water……..for minutes the group couldn’t find him……till he popped up 50 yards down …safe and sound.

    He was so pissed……..he lost his chainsaw! let alone almost his life.

    The next 1/2 hour was spent with a grappling hook…..I believe is was Bob….from teledyne….or it could have been Mike…..I was just 10 and my memory is already gone for @%#$!

    Any how thanks for the memories……

    Big hi to Glen and Ned

    Hey Glen…..your not invited to my birthday!

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