The alarm goes off at 1:30am Saturday, in 3 days we will stand at the precipice. The night before was a mix of second guessing, weighing gear, what can be cut what should be added, and assembling resupply boxes for the first 4 weeks on trail. It was all pretty much dialed but you know … Continue reading How often do our stories begin with goodbye? →

Originally posted at The Trek here In my garage sits a 1970 Chevelle my parents bought for me at the age of 14. Everyone said it would go by in a flash; time, that is, not the car. They saw my future in themselves but how could I have known to take it to heart. … Continue reading If We Don’t Start, We’re Never Going to Win →