Just Like Huck Finn
When my dad was 17, he floated 60 miles of the Colorado River on a ping-pong table. Talon, like his grandfather, is an adventurer at heart. But, unlike his grandfather, he required a LOT more gear to get down his first river.
Mahseer by Motorcycle: Dropping Bombs in Thailand
When I was a kid, I made my own fireworks out of cardboard, gunpowder, and a hefty amount of duct tape. So when Bobby Kauktol told me that we’d be tossing cherry bombs at large mahseer on the River Yuam, I was feeling right at home.
Birding, Baby: The New Extreme Sport
I bet you never thought birding was hard-core. I didn’t really, either. But then we added a baby to the mix, and Montana decided to sprinkle in some of its famous fickle weather to make our bird-watching missions more extreme.
I THINK I can, I THINK I can
If the little blue engine can make it over the mountain, so can I–even if free-time and the sea seem like distant memories.
I am not a superhero
I try “organic blogging” about my first professional development opportunity in months, which I grabbed with both hands and a Beco-full of babbling baby.
Live the cliche
You never know when miniature disasters or major catastrophes will change the landscape of your life forever. I’ve been thinking a lot about life landscapes this week, as we got word that a past river adventure buddy […]
Sand in your crack
We had a taste of paradise again: a two-week sneak preview of our former life, and our (hopefully) someday-life-to-be. Using airline miles and a tent, we spent two cheap weeks camping on the island of Kaua’i, […]
How to be a grown-ass woman
My mujer mojo is missing in action. The title of this post makes it sound like I’m going to tell you how to be a responsible female adult. Instead, I’m trolling for your ideas on the subject. […]
A Quick Exit
I was just looking for a little more space. And yeah, a quick exit would have been nice, too. “Ma’am, you can’t sit in the emergency exit row with a child,” the flight attendant informed […]
Neither Bought Nor Bartered
More than presents or promises, the stars and the moon. More than magical unicorn ponies and lawn gnomes in red hats. More than visions of sugarplums, or seascapes swaddled in sunshine. That’s how much we love […]
