It’s Just Something In My Eye

Back on April 28th, Trotsky and I hiked up to the Eagle's View in Reynold's Park. When we got to the 250 degree view at the top with a sea of green trees below and unique rock formations poking through and the snow-capped Rockies way out in the distance, I must have gotten a little … Continue reading It’s Just Something In My Eye

Well I Would Hike 500 Miles

My two year unofficial hiking project is complete. Yeah, I missed my mark by a few weeks (February 19, 2017 to March 9, 2019) but close enough. In just about two years, I've completed 100 distinct hikes. I use word "hike" loosely in this context to mean anything from a two mile stroll up a … Continue reading Well I Would Hike 500 Miles

Conceding to Mother Nature

Summer may be perfect time to play in the Rocky Mountains, but there's so much happening that time of year that I sometimes have a hard time getting out of town. So while I did some camping and hiking 14ers in July and August, when fall officially arrived, I suddenly panicked that I didn't get out … Continue reading Conceding to Mother Nature

An Autumn Weekend in Central Colorado

Last weekend, Trotsky and I took our first ever solo camping trip. In almost nine years, it's never been just the two of us. Between trips with partners, casual lovers, friends who live locally, and friends who are far away, finding time to go places on your own is difficult. But last weekend, it happened. … Continue reading An Autumn Weekend in Central Colorado

When Things Aren’t Quite Like They Should Be

The second half to the title of this post is: ...roll with it! ...who cares! ...they're even better! The impetus for this post is the four days I spent in southwestern Colorado last weekend. Several friends and I went to run another half marathon (something I swore I would do only once), spend time enjoying … Continue reading When Things Aren’t Quite Like They Should Be

When in the Flat Tops Wilderness

At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled after a night of rain. I dip my cupped hands. I drink a long time. It tastes like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold into my body, waking the bones. I hear them deep inside me, whispering oh what is that beautiful thing that just happened? - … Continue reading When in the Flat Tops Wilderness

Eight Days in the Mid-Atlantic (Part 2)

I spent the second half of my trip back east in "DC and Baltimore". Or is that "DC-Baltimore"? I was there to see a friend who used to live in Boulder. According to her fiancé, who works in urban development, Baltimore is part of the greater DC metro area, and the region should be referred … Continue reading Eight Days in the Mid-Atlantic (Part 2)

Eight Days in the Mid-Atlantic (Part 1)

This summer, I’m keeping my travel domestic and fulfilling some long overdue visits to friends and family. I forgot how cheap it is to vacation when you don’t have to pay for hotels and you don’t have to go out for every meal. Also, I’ve been to places I’m going this summer many times before, … Continue reading Eight Days in the Mid-Atlantic (Part 1)

The Point of Travel

Travel used to have a purpose - to find trading partners, to cure disease, to scout out fertile land to homestead on. According to my favorite modern philosopher, it still should. Travel should be about more than gaining social media followers and checking items off a clichéd bucket list. It should feed your soul and … Continue reading The Point of Travel