“Unfiltered, Unsupported, Unfinished”

A $20 a night campground brings a certain level of charm… like people loudly coming and going at all hours of the night… a random 5am guitar serenade in 29° weather and conversations with a Harley driving New Yorker in the community showers… (for the record… Ed from NY is a good dude). Per usual, Matty Fierce and I made the long 5.5hrs drive up … Continue reading “Unfiltered, Unsupported, Unfinished”

Does the “A” in Arkansas stand for Apathetic or Achievement?

“You know what we were doing last night at 7pm? Walking down a dark road at mile 57 with lightning flashing above us.” I wanted to quit. I was standing ankle deep in a mud puddle in a downpour mile 25. I wasn’t injured. I wasn’t tired. I was just… uninspired. When I signed up for the Arkansas Traveller 100 mile race I was stoked. … Continue reading Does the “A” in Arkansas stand for Apathetic or Achievement?

You Can Always Find Me Where The Skies Are Blue

A certain intimacy lies in grand adventures and travel. There’s just something that bonds people when seeing beautiful places or doing hard shit together. Perhaps it’s the collective feeling of awe and amazement when staring out into the High Country in Colorado from 14,000ft. Or that feeling of smallness when gazing upon something as majestic as the Tetons… Or that feeling of a cold beer … Continue reading You Can Always Find Me Where The Skies Are Blue

Enjoy the Silence

Why are we so afraid of silence? Is it because we’ve clouded our world with perpetual noise and the moment we catch a break in the clatter, we slip into an uncomfortable silence and are forced to confront the thoughts rattling around inside our heads? I think yes. We’ve created such a world that silence is the enemy. It’s the terrifying demon that lives under … Continue reading Enjoy the Silence

Smokefest

Smokefest Day 1: Gregory Bald 11 miles / ~3000ft gain Per usual, one sole jackass parked his truck in the middle of the road to get out and get a closer look at wildlife. We not-so-patiently sat in line as a flurry of Honky McHonkersons laid on the horn to try and get Truck Daddy to move. This wasn’t anything new. This is typical tourist … Continue reading Smokefest

GatlinDome

I’ve always admired those endurance athletes that live in towns where they can walk out of their front door and link a long day in the mountains without so much as cranking their car. The concept of leaving out of the comfort of your residence and connecting to the peacefulness of nature is something that tugs at my soul. It’s simple. It’s pure. It’s adventure … Continue reading GatlinDome