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The Many Colors of Alaska
After finishing the Pacific Northwest Trail, Kelly, who had been helping me with resupply and providing rides to towns, drove me to Kindabird and SOS’s house where I was able to shower and wash my clothes. The next day we drove to Bellingham. Kelly went on her way while I stayed a week with MaryAnn…
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Why I Adventure
People often ask me why I do what I do. There are many reasons for that. I’ll touch on a few of them here. For starters, I have the kind of body which thrives with physical exercise. Having exercise induced endorphins pump through my brain every day helps me feel better, and the constant walking…
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Every Foot Matters
I think it’s universal that most, if not all people, want to be recognized in some manner. Sometimes, especially in abusive situations, people try to be invisible. But in my experience, even these people crave safe recognition. Reflecting on this got me thinking how every person matters in some way. It also reminded me that…
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The Final Day
Since I had gotten to Yellow Banks Camp, I knew I could make it to the end of the PNT on that fourth day on the beach. I had a few headlands with tidal restrictions to get around, but I had plenty of time to make them even though the walking continued to be slow,…
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Find Your Rock
While hiking the coast of Washington, I had an experience that has changed me in profound ways. I spent a night camped at what is known as the Chilean Memorial. It is where the eighteen people who died when the schooner W. J. Pirrie wrecked in November of 1920 were originally buried. I don’t usually…
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The PNT Southern Olympic Coast
After leaving the kindness of Kindabird (Rosie) and SOS (Steven), I felt refreshed and ready for my final stretch on the Pacific Northwest Trail. I had what I assumed would be a four but possibly five day walk up the coast to Cape Alava, where the trail officially ends. This is the western-most point in…
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