I’m not entirely sure what I am looking at. Standing about 30 feet from our tent trying to absorb the warmth cascading from the rising…
I pull my gloves off. Despite the fact that the ambient temperature is what a desert rat would describe as freezing or the fact that…
In most multi-day adventures, there is a point where someone just can’t keep going. Either they are tired, their will to continue has been depleted…
I had not expected to be standing on the side of I-17 waiting for a Uhaul to be opened. To be honest, if you had…
This past weekend was the one and only KB aka Mama Bear aka Freedom Toes aka She Who Hikes W/Guidebook’s befday weekend. It was written…
