Chris Allport
Chris Allport died this weekend in the Mountains north of Los Angeles and we have lost a friend.
It is rare enough to find a man who deeply savors life: It is rarer still to know a man whose living breathes life into life. Chris was such a man.
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Oh, I am sorry, Richard.
May his life live on in the memories of dear friends like you
So sorry about your loss. Thought you'd like to see what the L.A. Times wrote about your friend today:
Near Mountain High, a ski resort in the Wrightwood area on the eastern edge of Los Angeles County, the avalanche victim was identified as Christopher Allport, 60, a veteran character actor from Santa Monica.
An experienced backcountry sportsman, he had been skiing out of bounds from the resort, northeast of Los Angeles, with a friend, according to John Johnston, an L.A. County reserve sheriff's deputy. His body was found under 10 feet of snow about 9:45 a.m.
Out-of-bounds areas are clearly marked, but Mountain High employees do not have the authority to stop skiers from going beyond cleared slopes because the resort is located in the Angeles National Forest, according to resort President Karl Kapuscinski.
Those who knew him recalled Allport, a musician as well as an actor, as a passionate adventurer.
"He would surf in the morning and ski in the afternoon," said his friend Jordan Roberts. "He was knowledgeable in every conceivable outdoor activity."
Allport -- whose credits include the TV series "Mad Men," "Commander-in-Chief," "CSI: Miami" and "Felicity" -- had written a story for The Times in 2004 about the pleasures of powder.
"With backcountry savvy, the right equipment, survival skills and a sense of adventure, skilled mountain hands can leave the masses behind and experience the freedom and solitude of the wilderness in winter," he wrote.
But, he added: "Any excursion into the mountains requires awareness. . . . Know your limits and ski within them."
oh Richard, that's so sad. I am sorry. Truly sorry. Sending you a hug.
Richard,
Chris was my roommate and soul-brother when we attended the same boarding school in Connecticut. We spent a good deal of our time there figuring out ways to get around the draconian rules of an old fashioned prep school. The rest of the time we were learning to play guitar and planning life beyond graduation, June 1965.
As my wife is from Bali, Indonesia we spend about a third of the year here and the rest in New Hampshire. We're in Bali now. One time recently, passing through LA between Bali & NH, we ran into Chris at the farmer's mkt in Venice...had a good visit later at the house...
Big loss of a big guy...Dick Nevell
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