|This is the only trident I earned, but Murph, I'll use it and my middle fingers in your honor.|
Monday, May 25, 2015
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
A year ago today and 2 years after Arizona started to impart her many lessons, I stop to celebrate and reflect on a crazy year gone by. Below is the write up for Day 1 of my cross country bike trip. Enjoy the preview of the upcoming book!
Monday, April 13, 2015
I didn't see any bananas, spent a long time agonizing over if I should get a jar of spaghetti sauce for dinner (as in to eat just a jar of spaghetti sauce), and decided against it. I made one more swoop through the little market, saw a few packets of self rising yeast and thought it would be great to bake and boil my own bagels (I live in a TINY apartment with no kitchen so this would involve the herculean feat of borrowing/getting pots, using a community kitchen, actually cooking). As I reached out to grab this yeast and embark on the journey of home made bagels, I realized that two days ago I didn't have the energy to LEAVE my tiny ass apartment and didn't believe that the entire universe held even as much opportunity or promise as a bagel.
My hand fell back to my side and I walked out of the market, a bit more soberly than I waltzed in, but felt ok about how this wide strange universe has more wonder and mystery than we can ever even imagine on our darkest or our brightest days. Hang in there.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Thursday, November 20, 2014
I chose to use a hammock system as my tent with amazing down quilts that nicely compliment a hammock and make them usable all four seasons. Details and in depth reviews below.
Saturday, August 16, 2014
I chose a hammock system as my tent with amazing down quilts that nicely compliment my hammock and make it usable all four seasons. Details and in depth reviews below.
Friday, August 1, 2014
I rode my bike from Long Beach, Washington to Hampton, New Hampshire and had 20 miles by crow's flight until I hit the Atlantic Ocean. I stalled on that penultimate day and camped inland instead of making that hour and a half push to THE BEACH. I needed one night more to collect myself and to come to terms with the fact that I was going to see the ATLANTIC and end this ride.