walk with me down the trail
walk with me down the trail
For two years, we lived in a tent trailer while traveling the American West. To document the kind of adventure I’d never have again, I wrote our stories.
We’ve left the RV life for now, but these weekly vignettes still explore adventure’s ups and downs, our relationship with the outdoors, the wonderful disaster of parenting, and the struggle to catch lightening in the creative bottle.
Untaken Trails
And yet, the trails on these maps - the long lines that don’t intersect with any of their kind - those are the ones that haunt me.
An Ordinary Loop
There is evidence I was here but it is scant. My presence has been filled in, my edges have been smoothed. I am a bare memory.