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.
Honey Wash
I even said it to myself out loud in the shower, it won’t last. Putting on my pajamas, eating breakfast, it won’t last, embedding sweat onto the seat of the car after a few hours on the trail. Don’t enjoy it too much because then the missing it will be worse.
Falling & Failing
You’re afraid of falling and you’re afraid of failing. The difference is the “i” and that difference is how much of yourself you bring into the uncontrolled process of meeting the ground.