thoughts

I venture back out to the Cape when the realization hits me. "This is the birthplace of America". Standing on...

After leaving the Long Canyon trailhead, I head on over to the town of Clarkdale to find my accomodations for...

"Following a traditional path works for most but if you ever find yourself feeling misplaced in our modern American culture,...

The clouds are closing in on the valley this morning, swirling in misty circles over the mountains. Imagine if you...

The row of mountain bikes catch my eye as I was exiting the bus upon my arrival to the Backcountry...

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

I rise slowly from the comfort of a twin mattress bed, the night is just starting to show signs of...

This Covid summer seems to be one of early morning bike rides. The sun is just peeking over the San...

The entire room was pitch black as he enters, the distant sound of rumbling storm clouds penetrating the darkness. He...

The man ventures out into this new world, eyes darting warily for danger as the mask is securely on his...

The first outbreak of the Corona virus has hit a nursing home in Kirkland, Washington. This is my industry, yet...

For the last sixteen years I've passed by the mighty Picacho Peak, standing like a lone gunman in the Sonoran...