In 2009, John Mayer sang, “Your body’s a wonderland.” Like I wonder what the fuck will break this week. Will it be one of my ankles? Will I throw out my back lifting my twenty-five-pound Norwegian Forest Cat? Or will I pull my knee tripping over the dog? All of these options are pretty damn …
I spent my birthday eve morning trekking up the Mt Whitney Trail foraging for wild berries for breakfast. The pup and I snacked on wild elderberries, chock full of vitamin C. I noshed on some Mountain Gooseberries and shoved some ripe currants at my face as I dreamt about the best scones I’ve ever had …
There is no better breakfast snack while out for a fifteen-mile morning hike than Keto Sriracha Jerky. You may not be able to enjoy bacon and eggs on the trail at over nine thousand feet. However, you can have a tasty and spicy bacon snack from a ziplock bag. Does cold bacon at nine a.m. …
I’m not going to lie, I have not had a haircut in a year. My hairstylist has pissed me off so badly with her years of flakiness that I’m done. 2025 is the year to cut out ridiculous friends, colleagues and flaky acquaintances. This is why I shove keto French toast at my face. It …
April days may mean spring showers. Or foggy, rainy spring days may mean great weather for creating a Venison Curry. It’s hard to say what the weather will be like in April in this mountain town. It could be seventy degrees out and I could bike ten miles back to Holcomb Valley with my adventure …