I just ran almost two thousand feet if altitude gain in a little more than five miles. I have a love hate relationship with Slide Peak, the tallest mountain at the ski resort near my house, at something like 7,800 feet. I love running, and I love eating pizza …
Living in a mountain forest a little more than a hundred miles from the Pacific Ocean there are many days that we can look over the rim of the mountain and see a sea of haze and clouds five thousand feet down below. It happens constantly in June. In California …
I hiked sixteen miles today with over five thousand feet altitude gain. That last two miles sludging back to my car all I could think was ” Yea ceviche for dinner!” Not just any ceviche but ceviche of scallops, shrimp and calamari with tropical pineapple …
We were flying through the vast Nevada desert Listening to the boss Bruce Springsteen blast through the cars speakers. Out here in Northern Nevada there was absolutely nothing to see for hours but but whore houses and donkeys. Where else in the United States can you say that? Northern Nevada is a …
I smell bad, real bad. I just ran fifteen miles and now I’m sitting at Urgent Care wondering if my ankle is broken. Lucky I knew where I was going, otherwise I might have been sat searching for the nearest Urgent Care places. At least I know that there are loads of Urgent Care places …