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The first month
One month. Thirty days on the road. Thirty mornings of waking in a new place and wondering where we’ll go that day. Thirty nights of sleeping somewhere that you know is not yours, not ideal, sometimes not even good, and definitely not home. Maybe it doesn’t sound like a big deal. But it feels like Read more
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Crossroads
Crossroads are not always filled with drama and trauma. Sometimes we just keep going. Keep walking or riding or rolling along. Questions and challenges and all. Then we find ourselves somewhere, we have never been before. Maybe even someone. Back on the road, with a lighter load. Ditched the tent, sleeping pad, camp kitchen and Read more
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If you want to fall in love with life again, get out there and live.
Closer. Ever closer. And at the same time, farther, ever farther. Onto the next leg of our journey. Thanks so much to so many kind people in the town of Alturas that reached out and connected with us along this ride. Most especially the marvelous Amanda and Troy @McKinney Farms, for the care and companionship Read more
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Where she tries to be courageous with a radiant heart.
Some days I feel like quitting. Some days. Most days. Every day. Seriously, I do. I can’t always tell you why. My hands are full. Overflowing. Sometimes that feels rich. Other times, it just feels like a heavy load. Where does one draw the line between ambition and commitment? Is it about achieving and accomplishing, Read more

