Dreams return; harbingers of change. I begin to feel the gears turning in earnest toward this hike. It began years ago with evenings of reading others’ adventures across South America…
In a hotel room in Colorado Springs, visiting my grandparents who were passing through. Thunder rumbles the building, vibrating glass in the door. Hail, rain, and snow sweep in sheets…
Basic tenet of life on the trail: “hike your own hike.” After a few thousand miles I have also learned, intentions shape the experience. Keeping to a trail requires maps…
So long as we dream, there will be new frontiers. Maps are drawn and re-drawn. Mountains move. I am going to walk the length of the Americas. Like so many…
While I can miss a connection across a room, it comes as affirmation like no other to connect with someone across the planet. By Means of Modern Media and heeding…
Why haven’t I blogged in a month and a half? B/c without tales of physical challenge and adventure, no siento que meresco su tiempo. Here I humble and share a…
We heard for certain that Mom was going to Saudi Arabia in the last moments I loitered at home on the coattails of Turkey Break. Watching [via mobile app] a…
Of the 9700 kilometers proposed for the Sendero de Chile about 1,143 are developed, in chunks of course. Trails are like people, it takes years of exploration, a clear plan,…
