My town got yuppie whitewashed within the last few years and they cleaned up all but two dive bars, so now they don't smell like cheap beer, fried pickles, and piss. A burger costs $15 and the studio apartment I rented back in 2013 for $525, is now $700. But it's still rough. Porsches and … Continue reading Misfits

My Roomate

From Ridge Running the Appalachian Trail, 2015 (revised) When I’m not Ridge Running the Appalachian Trail, I live at the Kellogg Conservation Center in South Egremont, Massachusetts; home to the Appalachian Trail Conservancy and Appalachian Mountain Club. There's a farmhouse and overgrown gone apple orchard, been there since 1744. It's one of those quintessential New England … Continue reading My Roomate

First Trail Entry Ever

Themes: Pain Food Just-out-of-college idealism Disbelief in one's location Act of kindness (Trail Angel) The many uses and misuses of using Dr. Bronner's soap. It was April 28th, 2009. I was alone at the border, had enough food to make it to Idyllwild, gentle desert breeze, trail quiet, lizards and horned toads, didn't see anyone … Continue reading First Trail Entry Ever