Samish Bay sunset slog

Samish Bay sunset slog

Plenty of time to make Oyster Dome by sunset. Except my research and calcs are erroneous. It’s a whopping 5.3 miles, with over 4,000′ elevation gain, each way. Yikes. If I want to make it to the Dome before sunset, I’ll have to hike over 3MPH up serious grades. Continue reading Samish Bay sunset slog

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Chanterelle inaugural

Chanterelle inaugural

And then it happens. I find my very first edible mushroom: a perfect, medium-sized white chanterelle. It’s 3:15P.M. P.S.T. I’m not sure what it feels like to find a nugget of gold. I’ve never caught a 50-lb king salmon. I can tell you what finding one of my favorite mushrooms feels like: winning Lotto. And, nature provides it. I don’t make it–merely find it. The fungus is among us. Continue reading Chanterelle inaugural

Becoming a Trail Angel

Becoming a Trail Angel

A wave of adrenaline washes over me. I can feel the vibes–they’re visceral. I’ve just stepped into another world: the world of Trail Magic. I’m sharing my food with weary thru-hikers, on their last leg of the 2,659-mile Pacific Crest Trail. I’m in awe of their spectacular accomplishment. And, I want to give back. Continue reading Becoming a Trail Angel

First beach backpack: Rialto

First beach backpack: Rialto

Icy surf hits my sweaty, sizzling shins. Maybe I shouldn’t send my heart into defib by marching into the frigid Pacific. Dayum. This is cold. And supremely satisfying after slogging down the beach with a 60-lb pack. Tomorrow will be a minus tide, perfect for tidepooling. Now that camp has been set up, my only job is to enjoy expansive views while sipping Champagne, observing waves crash, then a spectacular sunset on sea stacks. Continue reading First beach backpack: Rialto