A forty day update.
I lived, bitch.
In praise of Maine, upon the occasion of our departure.
What if a hiking story wasn’t about a disaster?
A short update and a hiking meme.
A hundred miles of lists.
I had Feelings in the woods.
Cursèd, but undeterred.
“Why not something new? What’s my equivalent of a 6-month death march through the buggy hinterlands?"
Gear and food updates during the hiatus.
Sometimes you have to start with a pause.
