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Wildly Human
The taste of tattered petals Flowers with tattered petals Carry story of wind and dance With wrinkled edges, Pollen footprints, And
Diving into the Sierras
With the absence of a recent blog, it may seem like I have dropped off the face of the Earth, but really I have deeply dived in. I have been hiking
From Inside a Prickly Shrub
My body is scrunched, warped into a pretzel-like configuration in my best attempt to stay cool in the meager shade of a prickly shrub. My back and
Two Chapsticks Too Many and Other Two Week Reflections
Two weeks on trail and walking 200 miles has left a mark on my heart. It is also left an insane amount of dirt between my toes. There is a lot I have
“Sundrop”:Finding Beauty in the Challenge
Day 5 on trail consisted of descending several thousand feet and traversing 16 miles in blistering heat and high winds. I strained my IT band in my
The Art of Beginning the PCT
The beginning is novelty. A dream that even a few days ago was so abstract is now tangible in the dirt in between my toes, the aches in my shoulders
Shakedown: Going Alone
Soon I will be off. Off on the trail. Off the grid. Off my bed and onto the bare earth for miles and miles and
Packing Rocks??
I am finalizing my gear a few weeks before starting my trek and I am debating bringing… rocks. Well, actually crystals. I can hear the laughter now.
Sheared like a sheep; a fuzzy, free, soon to be PCT hiker
I shaved my head a month ago. If I were a super hardcore thru-hiker maybe I could attribute my choice to cutting down weight or optimizing my aerodynamics. But my hair wasn’t that heavy, at least not in the literal sense.