Long days of rhythmic, meditative footsteps across unfamiliar terrain allow for easy access to mystic-lite states of consciousness. Where the balance between the internal and external experience is a sort of perpetual motion, a physical reflection of the inner need for exploration, growth, and understanding. But then again, I’m a romantic. This idealized view of […]
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Northbound from Key West, Florida
It took two days to reach the southern most point of the Continental United States, only to then immediately turn around, hiking north on the Florida Keys Overseas Heritage Trail. A new beginning, to see Florida again with fresh eyes. Two days more of pounding pavement, back to the Seven Mile Bridge, where cars rush […]
Stealth Camping Sabino Canyon
Gratitude washed over me as the sun reclaimed the Santa Catalina Mountains. The persistent chill and dampness had worn on me, prompting daydreams of warmer, heavier gear. On a cold and breezy morning descent from Mt. Lemmon, my focus wasn’t on miles but on descending to Hutch’s Pool. I yearned to warm up, spread out […]
Discovery Trail, Washington
It was time to begin retracing his steps southward. Each footfall carried an air of determination as he followed the Discovery Trail along the rugged coast. He trekked, a solitary figure tracing his destiny upon the sands, the ceaseless waves his only companion. His stride brought him to a point where further coastal advance was […]
Stealth Camping Warrenton, OR
Write a caption… Instagram says. I fixate on that sentence, its weight heavy as a cold case file, gripping me for an eternity as I wait for elusive words that seem to have abandoned me. I’m trapped in this limbo, sifting through a maze of conjectures, each pathway a potential solution to unravel the enigma […]
The Mysterious Campsite Caper
The dark woods whispered with the secrets of countless shadows, and the air was thick with uncertainty. Fred, Daphne, Velma, Shaggy, and their lovable Great Dane, Scooby-Doo, found themselves wandering through the tangled undergrowth, each step a symphony of breaking twigs and rustling leaves. “Like, are you sure we’re going the right way, Scoob?” Shaggy’s […]
Oregon Coast Trail, Astoria, OR
Cars raced past him, mere inches from the narrow bicycle lane, as he strode across New Young’s Bay Bridge into the labyrinthine streets of Astoria. He was denied refuge from the rain by an eatery that couldn’t muster enough workforce to open its doors. Along the coast, job openings were plentiful, but paltry wages offered […]
Stealth Camping Warrenton, OR
Startled awake by the irritated snorts of deer, their hooves drumming the earth, he grudgingly relinquished their territory, awakening in a clearing that wasn’t his alone. Blacktail deer were masters of the edges, ensconced in the cover of the dense forest during daylight hours. A mere stone’s throw from the bank parking lot, he might […]
Seaside to Warrenton, OR
After two nights of relentless cabin isolation, his garments clung to him, drenched as if he had never escaped the ocean’s icy embrace. Those coastal woods, ancient and shrouded, were like sponges, hoarding the sea’s moisture. Fog threaded through gnarled trees, rain pattered on like a ceaseless ritual. Wetness seeped through everything, an ever-present touch. […]
Nehalem River Stealth Camp
He walked the beach north until the Nehalem River prevented forward movement. There he’d have to hire a boat to take him across the bay. He filled up on water at the crab cleaning station and realized that the few cookies and a little salami were all he had left for food. Luckily the town […]