2013 was a helluva year in the city.

I met my father for the first time


A dear friend committed suicide

amanda and moonshine
RIP Moonshine (Harts Pass, PCT 2012)

I broke up with my best friend and partner for a short stint with a klepto shaman


Rented a studio apartment above a night club


Drank danced starved and desired. I became disillusioned.


And then the PCT called. And I was like “yeah, who ever said I can’t do a fourth PCT hike ?”

Time to recenter myself and “insert: (new age-y spiritual growth declaration).” I’m giving up on crystals. Instead I’ll follow the call of the wild! Hoot! Caw! Moo! Hubba hubba baybee!

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