The worst feeling in the world is when the tent starts to leak. You were laying there in your sleeping bag, you just want to relax and fall asleep in your nice cozy sleeping bag and on the side of the tent you can feel water seeping in. It might just be a little bit, it may just be …
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 …
I gave in today and bought a Go Girl. Camping at the beach was the last straw. After having to get up to walk to the beach bathroom four times last night when I finally pulled myself from my warm sleeping bag at dawn and gave up on sleep the first thing I did was …
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 …