Another journey in the outdoors. Trying to get outside more, trying to write more. There & back again. For HCV 5725. For Terry Tempest Williams. Day 1 Day 1 is 15 hours of driving. It was supposed to be 12 hours of driving and spending the night in Salt Lake City, but instead it's three …
once more
Same Adirondack campsite, three different memories. I It is the final evening of our summer training hike. The previous night, we were deep in the Upper Works wilderness, camped out at a lean-to where we'd made too much fiesta rice and had to backpack it all out. It had drizzled the whole evening and because …
First Steps
I camped by myself for the first time when I was 23. It was in Phoenicia, NY, nestled in the Catskill Mountains, the closest one can get to New York City and still feel connected to threads of wildness. My plan was this: leave work early, drive three hours, camp, summit three mountains, and then …
Of Mice and Mountaintops
I am writing this at 10:09 PM on a Thursday night in a Walmart parking lot. My car smells overwhelmingly of curry. My car does not normally smell of curry. When I committed myself to a solo road trip—a mini foray into the shallows of vanlife—I was ready for the Big Stuff. Mountaintop vistas. …
People in Parks 