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