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A Hobo’s Guide: Recognizing that we are all the same
It’s the typical response. You climb into a metal tube and jettison yourself from one society to another. Your brain gets fuzzy, you feel like a chunk of time is missing and then all of a sudden you...
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Here’s to Plan B
This past weekend was the one and only KB aka Mama Bear aka Freedom Toes aka She Who Hikes W/Guidebook’s befday weekend. It was written many lifetimes ago that said weekend would be a celebration of...
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Pretend you Know – SSAZ
I had not expected to be standing on the side of I-17 waiting for a Uhaul to be opened. To be honest, if you had asked me what it was that I was driving 6 hours to attend, I would have told you I...
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An Odyssey of the Sky Islands Sort
In most multi-day adventures, there is a point where someone just can’t keep going. Either they are tired, their will to continue has been depleted or the hangry monster they hide inside is about to...
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The Ghost of Floods Past
There’s a rock. A big rock. The kind that if your house was under it when it fell from the cliffs above, your house would be no more. In fact, you could dig out the insides of said rock and make it...
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To Toroweap
Bell Rock is an almost magical place. Some will go as far as to say it’s mythical. And to those members of the Church of the Bell Rock, it’s a sacred place that can only be seen at the right moments...
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A Proper Desert Death March
Something told me. Call it intuition, call it experience, call it prescience, call it the Holy Ghost. I don’t care what you call it, but something nestled in the depths of my brain told me it was...
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Let’s Get Muddy
You can tell a lot about a person by how they pass you on a dirt road. Or so I think, as yet another mid 80s Suburban comes barreling past us without a thought of the stream of dust that it is spewing...
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Review: Trust the Message
If nothing else, it looks different and that’s something I’m into. I was told that it took at least three rides to “get” this fork, so I gave it three rides. Cyclists tend to be highly opinionated....
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#itsnotbikepackingtillyourepushing
There were several unknowns. The knowns were these. We knew the distance. We knew there would be significant climbing and we knew that the trail was once passable. I threw in some good judgment and...
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Chasing Sunrises
I’m screaming. The words aren’t mine, they’re Cobra Skulls’. It’s dark. I assume it’s quiet, my earbuds give me the impression that there is nothing else happening around me and the tunnel created by...
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Don’t try to call, we’re out playing boats
Well, it’s Thursday. That means a new post is up and you’re reading it. The Alliance somehow got hooked up with a private trip down the Colorado. We are somewhere in the Grand Canyon drinking beer and...
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The Vision Quest
Her face has a genuine look of concern on it. I’m moving as fast as I possibly can, but it feels like I might as well be crawling. I can barely see anything due to the sweat dripping into my eyes and...
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Empty
Can anything be truly empty? We consider a glass empty even when it is entirely filled with air. Air is often dismissed and considered nothing. Yet, it is vital for our survival. Only a few moments go...
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Remnants of What Humans Used to Be
Yesterday Tim had a bad day. It didn’t start out bad. He woke up on time, got his coffee the way he liked. In fact, he was quite upbeat as he showed up for work 7 minutes early. Dirty Heads had been...
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Because It’s Magic
It’s pretty grand. It’s a place where you are forced to use superlatives to describe it. Deepest, biggest, most openest… Mostly though, it holds secrets. It tricks you into changing. It’s a...
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I don’t want to be an astronaut
The stars look the way they should. The way they have for thousands of years. It’s sometime between 1:30 and 3 AM. I’m awake. We made a cowboy camp with nothing overhead to impede the view of the...
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