About Katja

I was born and raised in the Pacific Northwest, primarily on a ferry locked island surrounded by Puget Sound, farm animals, and tree hugging educated hippies. And I love it!

I spent many years of my life overcommitted to volunteer organizations (my tag line is “I work to support my volunteer habit”), a condition which has only improved in recent times due to my growing addiction to hiking and mountaineering.

I previously worked as a public safety officer and then a probation officer, but I needed more money for all my outdoor gear so I turned in my badge and am now a curriculum developer who dabbles in teaching. I remain active in volunteer work as a member of the National Ski Patrol and as an on-call police and fire department chaplain. 

I love the outdoors! Clearly hiking and mountains are a prominent feature in my life, but I also enjoy skiing, snowshoeing, canoeing, kayaking, white water rafting, exploring parks and historical sites, and stargazing. When I wear myself out enough, I enjoy reading, watching movies, spending time with friends, bargain hunting at thrift stores, making pickles and jams and cookies (oh my!) and generally just trying to brighten somebody’s day or make the world even a little bit better. I have way too many books, adore my black lab/heeler mix, Harley, and absolutely love sushi.

I wouldn’t be where I am today without the love and support of my family. Ken, Brigitte, Mike, Emily, Craig, Larissa, Seth, Grandmother, Grandfather, my godfather Michael, all the aunts/uncles/cousins, and my ski patrol and law enforcement brother and sisters… I love you all! Thank you for always being there and helping me realize and pursue my dreams. God has blessed me in abundance, and I am grateful for all of you!


One thought on “About Katja

  1. As I enter into the final third of my life I find myself thinking about the things that have made it worthwhile. The ‘givens’ for most of us (so blessed!) are (of course) family and friends. Finding work that is fulfilling is a gift in itself. Having and maintaining a strong and healthy body opens so many doors and offers us so many opportunities that poor health–often due to our own poor choices–robs from us. As children Mike and I were blessed with parents who understood the importance of the out-of-doors. Parents who tied hiking boots to our feet, put canoe paddles and ice-axes in our hands and encouraged us to work our bodies hard in the wilderness. And with the sweat of hiking, climbing, paddling, skiing…came the quiet solitude and introspection of spirit that a cathederal forest or the song of the wind sighing across a summit crag can bring. All of us who have turned to the mountains, rivers, and forests to fill our recreational time have learned the incredible lessons only the wilderness can teach. Lessons of humility, of strength, of team work–and the understanding that we are a collective part of a breathtakingly huge and divinly complex whole.
    There is no greater joy in a parent’s heart than to realize that the seeds of wilderness that were sown for us have taken root and wing in the hearts and spirits of our children. To see your children embark on adventures that take them to distant summits, down laughing rivers or into the shelter of whispering canyons–and hear the stories they bring back–stories of friendships and hardships, successes, and even failures, make you realize that in this alone life is so worthwhile.
    To watch your children teach others or tend to the injured or ill, brings a rush of pride and gratitude that knows no bounds.
    This is what is life is about. This is what makes it all so wonderful.
    In gratitude.


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