I I stumbled through the rocky juniper brush in the dark Texas night looking for a good place to build a survival hammock. It was after 10pm. The race was to start in less than 6 hours, though it felt like it already had. I had never built a hammock out of p-cord and a […]Read more "I. DID. NOT. FAIL. Hunter Gatherer Survival Run 2014"
Wildness has always intrigued me. I love learning about and practicing some of the skills that humans have used to survive for hundreds of thousands (or millions) of years. I love trying to connect with what it means to be a wild human animal. Which is one of the reasons I am so excited about […]Read more "Hunter Gatherer Training Video"
I sat slumped over in a camp chair by the fire. It was dark and cold in those mountains in the wee hours of the night. I was tired, delirious, and defeated. I was at mile 68 of the Bear 100. As we neared the aid station I told Sweeney, my pacer, that I was […]Read more "The Bear 100: A 100 mile vision quest in Luna Sandals"
I awoke to pine cones pelting the ground around me. Every thirty seconds or so I would here the thwap of a pine cone (Doug Fir cone actually) hitting Yitka’s tent or our car parked just behind me. I was laying in my sleeping bag looking up at the tree tops in the early morning […]Read more "Angels Staircase 60k"
I’m finally healed up from the hernia surgery that I had at the end of April. I’ve been running for the past three weeks or so. It feels so good to be active again. I had 6-7 weeks of no physical activity which was hard. I thrive on being physical. I didn’t notice my mood […]Read more "I see mountains in the distance…"
We played, laughed, and smiled as we ran in a pack, like a tribe, down the brush and cactus lined switchbacks from the lighthouse. Below the clear blue sky, the ocean stretched out to the horizon on one side and the rolling landscape of Mazatlan stretched out on the other. Shawn was the dj to […]Read more "Copper Canyon Ultra Marathon 2012!"
The orange and red Madronas contrasted sharply with the dark green evergreens, all clinging to a steep rocky slope spilling into the sea. Our ferry had just left Lopez Island and was rounding the northern point of the island on our way to Orcas Island. The four of us lounged in the cushy seats of […]Read more "Orcas Island 50k 2012"