Friday, April 22, 2016

the earth moves

this place we call home
bittersweet liquidation
maybe not for sale

Monday, April 11, 2016


oceans of notions
 spilling but still not filling
flatwoods' horizon

Saturday, April 02, 2016

repurpose project

Many recent sewing adventures have relied on new materials. But more laudable are the DIY projects that breathe new life into old gear. Take this G4 pack: before dissing "granddaddy," know that I've used it as intended on lightweight winter outings and never in five years figured out what could fill its 54 L and weigh under 30 lbs. Also, given pocket height, on-the-go access to food and water is out of the question. To me, something is off about this design... Time for a makeover.

It took only a few minutes and a pair of scissors to cut off the extension collar and rear mesh pocket. This scrap material was then used to make shoulder and hip-belt pockets pictured at the bottom of the above image. Though a bit more time-consuming, it didn't take long, nor did it cost any money to fashion these front pockets. Not only is this pack now more functional, it's also lost some weight (14.5 oz. down from 17). I wonder what old gear will be repurposed next?

Friday, March 25, 2016

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Sunday, March 06, 2016

joey camps

For those who don't know, Joey backpacked the AT northbound in 2014 in 57 days. In the summer of 2015, he put up an amazing FKT effort on the PCT. Beyond his indomitable spirit and superhuman endurance, I admire his honesty and transparency. Neither Joey's AT or PCT trips went entirely as planned, but that's part of the beauty of adventure. I'm grateful he's taken time to share his great story (and photos)... And I can't wait to read about his next adventure, because you know it'll be good.

Tuesday, March 01, 2016

the next act

Click to view map of Alachua Connecting Trails
With our imminent move into Gainesville, I'm interested in exploring the town's trail system and ways to connect it to surrounding trails. Thanks to a friend, I'm back in the saddle again, feeling the bern on some borrowed fat tires. A fine way to spend a leap year day...