I will keep you safe, while you keep me wild. ——
Happy Birthday to my life, my love, my soul. Swipe right to see little bits of the adventures we’ve taken together over the last six years. ↠↠
Appa (aka @simajohnr) and I were going to try to climb up a sketchy-looking route after going over Crabtree Pass, but the clouds (not the ones in this picture, but the ones heading toward us from the other direction) made us decide that climbing up to a ridgeline above treeline wouldn't be the most intelligent decision (I'm not ready to die in that tragic accident yet). #SierraNevada#California
Take the time to slow down and feel. Notice how people, places and experiences make your body and heart feel alive. Once you do that, you'll know what you love and you can put all of your energy into pursuing just that. 😊🤙🍵⛰️
As my trail running and racing season comes to an end, I can’t help but feel incredibly grateful for the past 12 months of my life.
It was one of those years that leaves you hot, tongue tied, and dizzy.
It was challenging and memorable.
It was great and it was fucking awful.
It took everything I had not to fall apart, and then when Jazz died, I did anyway.
But running helped. It always helped.
And just like any healthy relationship, it’s time to take a step back and rest.
But since I also have what I like to call “Massive Shiny Object Syndrome” (trademark that) that also means it’s time to challenge myself with new objectives, off trail.
I’m excited for this new, albeit short, break from running.
But as the saying goes: the mountains are calling ... and I must go.
IT’S MOUNTAINEERING SEASON, YA’LL!
I can’t wait to get cold and weird in the alpine ❄️ 🏔
This hunting thing is taking me to places that I would not normally explore in non-winter months. These long hikes tracking animals and moving slowly about the mountains are rewarding in a special kind of way.
Hunting isn’t something I thought I’d ever get into. But it seems like this logical progression of appreciating wild spaces in a new way, packing smarter for a day out, and appreciating how our ancestors lived.
Easy availability of food may have impacted our ability to waste food but think if food was scarce. I know this is obvious, but food is scarce is places. Every bit of food is savored as a life giving gift. But it was earned.
When the tomatoes go bad in the garden from an early frost it’s devastating because so much work went into growing them. Would we work harder to protect them from the frost if we didn’t have the grocery store back-up plan?
I don’t have the answer. I am however curious what it might look like in the US if we could no longer rely on mass-agriculture to provide for us.