My Walkabout

I received the first voice mail while in Seward......"Denali Air here....break in the weather...if you are around....good time now...", but...

“There is a patience of the wild—dogged, tireless, persistent as life itself—that holds motionless for endless hours the spider in...

The day's first light starts to trickle in over Soldotna as I pack up my gear. My time here has...

I find a small pub that is open as long as one is socially distant. Sitting outside in the Alaskan...

After my day at Lake Clark I sleep better than I have for weeks, and when I awake to a...

I catch the movement in the bushes out of the corner of my eye. Finishing my last bit of smoked...

After my brutally long drive the day before, I sleep like a newborn child in Soldotna, the Kenai river by...

I wake up in the Fairbanks yurt to see the sun has fully risen, which means that I've overslept. Normally...

After my quick, leisurely hike around Eagle river, I make it back to the car and GPS the route to...

I return to another work week after my weekend up at the Grape Vine cabin, my health teetering on the...

Ten years have I been following Hipstercrite through various social media platforms, only knowing of her only through the internet....

The week after my return from Aravaipa I was getting progressively worse. The pain increased day after day, making me...