2 Steps Toward Living an Adventurous Life with Your Wife
By the time my husband and I wed, we’d (separately) stockpiled a slew of adventurous experiences. Jaime grew up on water. When it was frozen,…
When We’re Looking for Progress
Cool mountain air drifted through the cracked-open window, bringing sleep-disturbing beeps and rumbles with it. Awake in our tiny room in the back of the…
Doing Life with People: 3 Signs from the Slopes
It’s at the bottom of the slopes that it feels most risky. It’s not the terrain or even the conditions. It’s the people. Up top,…
Having Adventures or Living an Adventurous Life?
Waking to the sound of water pelting the window and a gloomy sky that looked to be parked for the day, I heaved a dissatisfied…
1 Way to Stay on Course
My husband and I stood at the end of the discernible trail—looking first at each other and then at the forest floor. A ways back,…
Refill the Reservoir: the 3 Rs
Wriggling deeper into my sleeping bag, I looked out the side window of our Sequoia. Backlit by the full moon, silhouettes of surrounding lodgepole pines…
Blood & Tears: What Our Young Adventurers Need
When we head west, we sometimes land at a cabin in Custer National Forest. It’s far enough from the civilized world that our devices connect…
Our Seasons Are Not Silos
Here in the midwest, even diehard summer fans eventually come to anticipate the cool days and colorful foliage that come with the changing of the…
For the Dads: What Comes Around
“My goodness, Natalie. You come from adventurous stock.” Really? Turning away from the email, I looked through the window to the trees beyond. I’d never…
Autopilot, Attention & Adventure
Pivoting at the switchback, I wondered just exactly why I’d thought the thigh-burning Hellroaring Trail was a good idea. Sure, the descent had been smooth…