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.
Bisons & Bullets
On a hill on an island with fewer than two hundred people on it, there was a sculpture of a bison with holes in it.
Simple Vs. Easy
I discovered a few things on the trail, but the one that stood out the most was this: simple and easy are not the same.
Aloft and Ahead
Time is different in the air, also more expansive. It must be something about my body being close to the clouds, about being suspended and propelled at the same time.