Slow Travels

Day 122: south of Grider Creek, south of Seiad Valley, CA Liquid moon poured over me in the center of the night. I awoke neither…

Day 121: Between Etna and Seiad Valley, CA Lately I’ve been breaking, then remaking, then again breaking, bonds. Trail family can be transient, although mine…

Day 114: South of Dunsmuir/Castella, CA Maine seems to be coming up a lot for me recently. I keep meeting people from various parts of…

Day 113: North of Burney, CA Life is rife with irony. Yesterday I was noting that I feel more in tune with my body then…

Day 112: Burney, CA This morning I woke up in a soft, cool bed. And I did not want to move out of it. But…

Day 108: Hat Creek Rim I have now entered the part of the journey in which distance is measured by mountain. To the south of…

Day 106: anywhere along the trail Nobody likes everyone.  I know my attitude seems incredibly Pollyanna most of the time, and actually all in all…

Off-trail for 2 weeks: Ellensburg, WA and Black Rock City Ok,, so I have returned to civilization for a moment. Here I am, at home,…

Day 107: Cindercone, Lassen national Park Try climbing up a 600 foot gravel pile to the sky, over the span of a mile plus. If…

Day 105: near the halfway mark, Chester, CA Today the trail is easy. It’s soft forest cover, sometimes gravel, wide and gentle. This means I…