Bigger adventures needing more than a weekend away from Portland
Alright. I said that maybe I would write about this later, and here I am, much later;) But all summer, I’ve been jealously safeguarding a 10-day block of time I had off as my “sacred solo stasia time” — in part because last year I felt like I didn’t quite …
I just got back this week from a very lovely solo bike-and-backpack adventure, which maybe I will write more about later. But something I was thinking a lot about while out rambling was speed. . (stopping to take pictures does not make you fast, heh) From part of my trip, …
Yesterday was a year to the day that James and I flew back from Portland, Maine at the conclusion of our cross-country bike trip. Aww! I didn’t really expect to feel sentimental about it, but I kind of do! In fact, I almost got distracted from writing anything at all …
A million years ago, my brother and I talked in the abstract about biking to Mt. Hood (to be all settler-name about it) and climbing it. The conversation went something along the lines of why haven’t you climbed Mt. Hood yet when you live so close to it? (him) and …
