There is no tongue. Shelby slows down. He yells some beta over the roar of the river. I nod. He turns and starts to paddle.…
There’s a stiff, cold wind blowing up out of the canyon. The Knockers are waiting for us at the trailhead when we roll up. It’s…
Oscillating. John and Shalena are out front, with Shalena pushing a pace that is as close as running without running I think I’ve seen. Kenny…
It’s a strange place. We park in a lot that while it has been updated, cleaned up and made to feel a bit more inviting…
I close my eyes. The swirling takes a while to begin. It starts as clouds, just white clouds flitting about in the imagery of my…
Oaxaca is Mexican for Always Climbing Up to this point, I had ridden bikes with Eagle gearing a lot and would have told you the…
It’s lunch time and as expected, the sun is high and intense. We are walking across a giant, ancient, petrified sand dune. Shade trees are…
