Pacific Crest Trail

“I’m never gonna play hard to get when I know your life has been hard enough already. When we all know everyone’s life has…

I woke up still feeling a little sick, but mostly feeling pretty darn happy. We broke camp and headed to Shelter Cove Resort (a…

So what happens when you are a little touched because you have hiked for over four months? It could be that your hiking partner…

Crater Lake is burning. Oregon is burning. Washington is burning. The sky is thick with smoke, causing my throat to burn with each breath….

Oregon is cracked. It is hot. It has vast expanses where openness reigns. I am in love with this state, so strange and different…

Today was a beautiful day. We left camp late, at nearly 10am, and stopped just two hours later for a long lunch. Just an…

I woke up today close to one of the few shelters on the trail. There were a million people. Maybe even two million. I…

This swelling of love surges — I run my hands over the long, supple grass that has overtaken the landscape. I look out past…

I didn’t feel like leaving town yesterday. I didn’t feel like leaving town today. I still had chores and packing and coffee to drink….

I woke up so early this morning. It was the morning that I would head into Ashland. Ashland has been this mythical town. I…

I must have left a piece of my heart at the Oregon border when I flew over it in April on my way to…

Birds pooping on my sleeping bag woke me. Plop, plop, plop. I wondered what the noise was, then faded back into dreamtown. I woke…