Once upon a time I heard the snap of a twig in the middle of the night and I wondered what could that be. And then I tried to go back to sleep. My friend who I was camping with shook me awake and said “It’s a fucking bear!” To which I sleepily replied “Youre …
This morning while zigzagging up the PCH on my way to Big Sur I passed people older than my parents who are biking up this route, every inch of it straining uphill. These people blew me away. I am in incredible shape, and I’m not even in the kind of shape I was a year ago when …
To this day I cannot eat a Cliff Bar. I blame THAT on the Sierras. Altitude sickness is no fun. Neither is explosive diarrhea 15 miles from the nearest bathroom. Oh believe me, I lived through that shit. Literally. It began with a backpacking trip in Southern California. Sounds simple enough. Add 6 friends. Try …
Why you should never give yourself a sponge bath while drinking. I am officially the dirty camper. I thought before on hiking trips those days and days of camping fun that I knew what being the dirty camper was. Even though I have jumped in crisp cold alpine lakes and frolicked beneath water falls nearly …
Blanche Misses Sophia. I’m pretty sure this little golden girl thinks that I’m taking her to “the farm” This is Carly’s first road trip and it’s a five hour one way road trip to the Eastern Sierras. To thank me for taking her on vacation she probably ate my sausage croissant as soon as I …