On a bike trek along the Columbia River Scenic Highway and through the Mt. Hood Wilderness, I chased some important decisions and met some new friends.
Every year in August, I spend one night on Cloud Catcher Mountain. It’s a tradition I started three years ago as a way to say goodbye to summer.
Can we escape our collective illusion of infinity? I ponder in Kenya and get scammed a few thousand shillings along the way.
Chiang Mai is a beautiful place — delicious food, good vibes, and you can pay 10 bucks to have some fish chew on your toes.
Last fall, I found myself suddenly confronted by a lot of chaos. I decided to search for order at 2200 meters.