I almost wanted to call this essay something stupid, like "Zen and the Art of the Sufferfest," but that's the thing-- I'm not really qualified to write that essay. I don't really like suffering. Sure, there are some little parts of trips I enjoy less than others, but I don't like being hungry, cold, or... Continue Reading →
I'm walking from Seattle to San Francisco. Check out the landing page for this trip here. Donate to facing homelessness here! Day 24 I spent most of the day getting to Crescent City to go to the doctor. The bus stop was an unlabeled bench where everyone who walked by would tell you the bus... Continue Reading →
If you're not from Seattle, the familiarity of the mailbox is probably lost on you. But when I first hiked it on a visit to Seattle, before the new, less steep trail even existed, it was so steep my sedentary college body felt overheated, and I laid on the floor for a few hours. The... Continue Reading →
This isn't very polished, but I wrote it for the wonderful Ultrapedestrian Wilderness Challenge, which is one of the coolest events I've ever seen. It's embarrassing, but the night before I tried the ultrapedestrian Chinook Pass route, I felt really nervous. Even though no one would be there, I hadn't told many people about my... Continue Reading →
I have a pair of shoes. Basically just the one. I also have a couple of fun pairs from over the years that are totally impractical, climbing shoes, and a pair of mountaineering boots for when it's really cold, but otherwise everything falls on my trusty single pair of shoes. I had a pair I... Continue Reading →
I Walked Here 