As I prepare to go out walking, I owe thanks to a few people who have helped me put together an ambitious month-long trek through the middle of Nowhere. They’re all worth getting to know.
It’s a bitch to try to plan a trip with Roy, especially when I’m staring down the barrel of sharing a room with him and his lover, I mean, his Sleep Apnea Machine.
Not to mention his gas.Continue Reading
Life isn’t about safety. It isn’t about ruts and order and doing what’s comfortable. It’s about everything that exists beyond those lines. We grow as human beings when we move those lines, when we challenge ourselves, when we make ourselves embrace what’s possible instead of what’s comfortable.
So.
When was the last time YOU did something you thought you wouldn’t like? You spent time with someone you thought you wouldn’t agree with? You visited a place/read a book/watched a movie/experienced anything outside of your rutted comfort zone?Continue Reading
Excuses are superfluous when invited to drive the pinched length of the Columbia River Gorge. Verdant green drips from every vertical surface. Slender fissures in rock yield to tumbling waterfalls. The roadway cantilevers over a rabid, fizzing cauldron of river, droplets racing themselves to a union with the Pacific. Vertigo evaporates with eye contact, drinking images resplendent with wet, with ooze, with confounding drama where it joins the desert and is sucked dry.Continue Reading