When I can’t get out on long epics, Microadventures sustain me. Whether out for a year or just a morning, the boundaries of adventure lie beyond the time spent outdoors, and the effects last far beyond those. So, here’s a microsalute to microadventures.
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Balance Through Extremes: 24 Hours of Ragnar
We crushed miles and the miles crushed us; we slammed beers and, in return, got slammed by said beers. We somehow managed to be the only team actually partying through the night, and we faced harsh judgement by those not celebrating with us. We endured altitude sickness, exhaustion, and general drunkenness. We fought and battled together and ultimately had an unforgettable weekend which left us hobbling.
Read MoreCampfire Meditations No. 2: Mount San Antonio, California
Glistening anxieties off the edge of the brow,
Drip away carelessly at the nudge of the wind,
Which sends crows careening skywards catching a draft;
Never an anxiety has littered their brains,
This Sunday stroll as natural and unguided and free,
As their flight on a Monday morning or Friday afternoon.
Achilles: 2 Years, 13 Drafts.
Two years ago today, I lost a good friend named Travis “Achilles” Williams. I’ll never understand why the universe took Achilles from us. But then again, I’ll never understand why the universe granted me an encounter with him - a friendship, a brotherhood which would directly alter the course of my existence. The universe broke us when it took him from us, but it built us when he was here. The world is different without Achilles. But it is also different because of him.
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Campfire Meditations No. 1: Moab, Utah
Sunshine gleams off my face, a winter’s morning hinting at the seasons to come. I reopen my eyes and slowly glance over the grand breadth which sits before me, all golden and glowing in the morning rays, an expanse so wide and endless that an entire year of gazing could not capture every detail.
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