The allure of the road, the yearning to be away, away from here, away from where you belong, where you have a job, responsibilities, mortgages,…
I stood there looking at my feet. It wasn’t a pleasant location to be standing looking at one’s feet, but there I was nonetheless. Just…
From today, we should’ve had three more days before we exited the JMT. Instead, today was my second day back at work. To say that our…
There’s some compelling reasons that KB and I live in SG. The music scene is not one of ’em. The last big act to come…
Note #1 Spending time in the backcountry is often romanticized, until one spends an afternoon trying to do nothing. Then there is a special kind…
“What’s today?” I asked. The entirety of the group looked at each other until someone pulled out their phone and actually looked at the day…
It was a strange sound. I’m sure when you were a kid, at some point, you lifted your head just above water enough that your nose…
On Thursday, the Mooseknuckler Backcountry Alliance will be leaving St. George hobo-bound for Yosemite. Brother Meinkey and Ben Crane will be joining KB and I…