Tag: East Verde River

Sunflower, Arizona

How far can you go before the world comes back? I left the East Verde River just before sunset, climbing into the Mazatals with wet clothes cooling on my skin. Three thousand feet of elevation ahead, stretched together in fading light. A disco remix in my bone conduction headphones gave my legs a rhythm that […]

On Trail Zero

Why does stopping feel wrong before it feels right? I planned to keep moving. That was the default. Miles meant progress. Progress meant I was doing it correctly. But I reached the East Verde River at sunset and didn’t feel like earning anything else that day. I cowboy camped between two fallen logs, more as […]