I'm headed off to chase some sunshine around the Utah desert. On Friday I'll be driving out to Moab to volunteer at the Moab 200 Mile Ultra race + the Mad Moose Events Canyonlands Other Half race for a long weekend of sand + sun. After I recoup from the sleepless nights + a long run of sweeping the Moab 200 course I'm headed further west. My destination is Capital Reef, for another long weekend of arches + pillars in the middle of the desert.(more…)
Yesterday I made the hilly, sweaty bike ride from the Camping Kate campground in Mlini to the main bus station in Dubrovnik. In an attempt to avoid the relentless, baking heat I left camp before 7am + arrived at the bus station approximately 3.5 hours before my bus. (more…)
I am currently sitting in an open air home at the kitchen table of strangers wearing nothing by my sandals. Surprisingly [or not?], it doesn't feel weird at all. That's probably because I'm at a "naturalist" camp in the hills of Montenegro + no one is wearing more than their sandals. I've never been the world's biggest fan of clothes + the 80-90+ heat has convinced me these naturalists are onto something! (more…)
It'll hit you when you least expect it. For me, it was as I was driving down a narrow mountain road completely mesmerized by the fresh snow on the mountain peaks towering above, happy. Incredibly happy. The kind of happy that makes your insides feel like a perfectly toasted marshmallow. Everything seems right in the world + I was invincible to the doubts of reality. (more…)
We did minimal planning prior to hopping on a plane to Iceland. From time to time we'd talk about sitting down to plan. Every once in a while I'd scroll through a list of "5 must visit" or "8 best" list looking at photos + cocking an eyebrow at the Icelandic words. About a month before we showed up at the airport we decided we at least needed to find a place to sleep. A few Google searches + a colorful pros/cons list later we had our camper van booked. We also made reservations at a hotel in Reykjavik for our final nights in Iceland. (more…)
Maybe it's just me and the network for nomadic friends I have acquired over the years but my social media platforms seems to be full of articles about "being alone isn't lonely" or "being alone makes me feel powerful" + other stories about how being alone isn't a bad thing. All of those things are true.