Update: If you are going to read this post, please read all the way down to the comments. When I came home from Havasupai I went on the hunt for information based on my experience: poverty in Supai. I could not find anyone talking about the condition of the people living there, only people talking…
Isn’t that what ol’ Jagger said? I write a post about my strong need for solitude and to feel alive, then I hop in the car and head up to a remote trail on the northern tip of Vancouver Island to spend some time in the wild with my thoughts. I start…
744. That is how many clicks I have had on my last post, She Died Doing What I Love, since July 14th. I have been blogging since January 6th of 2016 and I have published 185 posts in that time. None of them even come close to having that kind of response. The closest is…
I got home late last yesterday from a hike. Nothing special about that. Except this hike was with my sister Kristen, her sister-in-law Molly and my niece Meaghan and we were hiking on the trail to Sauk Mountain to look for the belongings of their mother-in-law and nana who fell to her death on July 11, 2017…
I started writing this post from the 16th story of a hotel in downtown Tacoma with a view of the Puget Sound peeking out beyond other tall buildings in the distance on Tuesday. I did some urban hiking to get there; riding for 3 hours on public transportation 62 miles from home to attend a training. A training…
I remember the first time we met, Beckler Peak and I. She was a little shy… I remember having been the first person on trail (as I like it) and having her to myself for over an hour. She never did quite give me the whole show and left me longing to return. …