My first thru-hiking experience was the Appalachian Trail in 2011. I was 24, and high on fumes for the first three weeks, consumed by my learning experience. What was this life of shelters and trailside banter? People spoke lingo, calling each other NOBOs (north bound hikers) and discussing plans for …Read the rest
Category: Essays From the Field
30 miles, one sketchy summit, and the joy of a shared meal while climbing in the Grand Canyon.
As we started down the half icy, half muddy trail that led to the bottom of the Grand Canyon, I knew it would be a trip to remember. We’d missed our sunrise …Read the rest
Highway 395, the scenic road which gives you access to the Eastern Sierra, stretches from Palm Springs to Mount Shasta. This old trade route has now become the land of adventure and camping spots for many reasons. The famous black and white photographer, Ansel Adams, main body of work is
Over a mile of solitude and white sand stretched in front of us as we settled on a place atop the sand dunes to eat lunch. My wife and I asked each other, “How is this California?” Our journey backpacking Santa Rosa Island was ending, but we couldn’t wait to …Read the rest
As I wake each day, I splash away the night to welcome the present. Lighting a bit of incense, the meditative vibrations from a brass Tibetan singing bowl echo throughout space as I dive deep in my subconsciousness. This is where I feed on all of the endless impossibilites that …Read the rest