A few weeks after Sadie died, I sat down on the kitchen floor, got drunk on tequila and tried to weave the pieces of her life and death into a cohesive narrative. It felt important to write a thing, to have some sort of tribute out in the world dedicated to a creature who was by my side for 4,813 days.
The first time I climbed Angel’s Landing, the weather was perfect. I’d caught the first shuttle to the trailhead at 6 a.m. It was in the days before lottery-won permits were required to hike what is a bucket list-topping trail carved into rock overlooking Zion Canyon in Zion National Park.
1 – MY STOCK TANK POOL
Two summers ago I bought a stock tank pool, waited an obnoxious amount of time for it be delivered and then helped the delivery man roll it down my street and into my yard. Last year, I built a little pool deck around it and now it is a place of perfection.…
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Books are one of the easiest ways to escape. One of the most cost effective too. They let us fall into an alternate reality, a land unknown. They slip us out of our tethers and lead us away, to something else, something new, something better, maybe.
This list is a collection of some of my favorite books about wild things, wild people and wild places.…
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Sometimes I think I enjoy planning a trip as much as I enjoy taking the trip. Over the years, I’ve honed the planning to a careful craft. There are spreadsheets, methods to the madness, and research that includes checking to see if anyone else has shared an itinerary for the trip I’m attempting.…
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