In my entire young adult life I have done nothing but travel, live out my car and sublet other people’s homes. One of the things about going to school is that it’s very helpful to have a place to live for the duration of your school term. It has something to do with the necessity … More So Moving is a Big Thing
As I wrote last week, I have been able to go out climbing a respectable amount considering my intense work schedule. Considering how much “holiday” I take in general right now it’s only fair that I spend a month here and there doing nothing but make money. Upon the ending of that month, however, I … More Wye Creek!!!
Ironically, while I was in Central America, all I could think about was the desert. Costa Rica and Nicaragua were amazing and lush and green and teeming with life, but I think that I am really a high desert/mountain person at heart. At least right now. Who knows in the future how I will feel, … More Return to Escalante: Fence Canyon
Every post-holiday or birthday season, it was inevitable. The nagging. “Have you written a thank you note to your grandmother yet?” my dad would randomly shoot at me from across the dinner table. “Ugh. No, Dad, I haven’t.” I would say in my most disgruntled preteen voice. “You know, it’s really important that you do … More On Writing Thank You Notes
It’s like I did the PCT backwards. In a car. In five days. Okay, I really just crossed the PCT a few times as I snaked back and forth across the Cascades, always heading southward during my time in Washington. After an unfortunate encounter with a border patrolman who took my avocado and threw it … More Roadtrip Week 4: Mt. Baker, Chest-Colds, and the Yakima
September 20th-21st At last the rain ceased, and at last I was able to go out and do some climbing with the copious number of friends I had made in the last week. If you remember from my post at the beginning of this trip, I wanted to do 25 lead climbs before my 25th … More Squamish Part 2: Climbing, a Birthday, and Gratitude
I’ve been thinking this week about my pronounced fear of uncertainty. I am an almost compulsive planner. I like to know where I’m going. I like to know how many miles it is, and I really like to know that I’m going to have enough water. This fear of uncertainty unquestionably bleeds out into the … More “Letting Go of Fear of the Dark”