It’s the harassing voicemail at the beginning of the film that I just can’t shake—it’s so creepy. Have you seen Follow Through yet? It’s the new short film from REI and Duct Tape Then Beer about Caroline Gleich, a pro … Read More
Remember that time when you found the peace you were looking for out under a stretch of stars brighter than any back home? The time you felt more confident and true to yourself after a long, lung-busting trail run or … Read More
It had been weeks since the trip, since we’d all sat around the campfire. And I hadn’t been able to put my finger on it yet—exactly why that particular trip felt so strikingly unique. Until I sat over donuts and … Read More
I’ve never been any good with witty comebacks. So I could only stammer out an honest reply, when the barista’s comment dribbled with sarcasm: “Going hiking today?” “Nope, not today,” I said, following his glance to my new boots with … Read More
These past few weeks, @SocalityBarbie called our collective Instagram bluff. If you haven’t heard of @SocalityBarbie, Google it. Her single facetious Instagram account has an entire generation of Instagrammers thinking twice before they post a photo of a latte, or … Read More
When is it OK to look away? The heavy spring-loaded back door slammed behind me, separating me from the glow of sunset on the other side. I’d just spent a cross-town drive barely able to keep my eyes on the … Read More
It wasn’t a dare. It was a polite invitation. Just a simple proposition, really. But it sent my imagination rushing backward, years flashing by. I curled my toes over the rough rock outcropping and looked out across the lake. Jillian … Read More
That sandstone bluff was a sight for sore eyes. Well, sore legs, at least. We needed a proper, safe place to bivy for the night, and I was already salivating over the stunning photos I imagined myself snapping from there: … Read More
I think it started with the wooden clunk of Brendan stacking a few small fallen logs across the windward opening of the tarp. The sun had just dunked below the ridge across the meadow, and hoping the wind would die … Read More
It was a strange sensation to slide my feet into warm ski boots. It’s not just that they weren’t frozen stiff—they were actually sun-warmed from the early spring afternoon drive. They slid on satisfyingly smoothly as I perched on the … Read More
