With taut backs and tempered laughs, ten km’s – no more. Fate happed on a stranger’s path from which we took our course. Into gulch, and valley, mulch, through river, into rain – in search of inspiration, and adventure – with a plan. And crossing paths, we found (again) a seeker in the night, dryingContinue reading “Kaiserschmarrn-amalamadingdong”

New Zealand – Chapter 2

It only took thirty minutes and two wet socks for me to realize the weight on my back and distance I had to travel. In the past, my resolve may have faltered but the pain only made me walk faster. I only stopped twice on my way up to the Routeburn Flats Hut – onceContinue reading “New Zealand – Chapter 2”

New Zealand – Chapter 1

It’s hard to describe the feeling of freedom. I think it’s different for everyone. To me, freedom is the feeling of well-worn wet socks, glacial lake showers and windy mountain passes, the capacity to carry my house on my back – and put it down wherever feels like home. New Zealand, unlike many places, providesContinue reading “New Zealand – Chapter 1”