Speak with a language that is understood not through yelling, but through passion. A gaping chasm of apathy has formed between nature and society; aim to find a way to build a bridge between the two.
Tall trees, wet roads and even wetter rainforests. Day two of my drive down the we
st coast of Washington state may sound like a slice of hell, but it was actually quite pleasant.
There wasn’t really a moment in my youth when I thought the welfare of salmon would be high on my list of priorities, but here we are. Take a look at this trailer, and then watch a movie that shines a light on the bleak outlook for salmon, for the species that depend on them for food, and the possibilities for change before it’s too late.Continue reading “Artifishal Trailer”
Waiting sucks. This time last year, my friend and I got stuck at the airport hanging around for a bus and for flood waters to subside. But when you’re kicking your heels and happen to see the Maui skyline catch fire, you do what any sane person would do: crack open the freshly purchased growler of beer from the brewery, toast to the heavens for the epic views, and remember you’re in fucking Hawaii. Bonus points if you use paper cups.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.EDWARD ABBEY
When you’re a solo traveller, the only thing that’s going to try to undress you is the wind. Read about day one of my last epic road trip as the High-Functioning Hobo: Vancouver Island to the Hoh National Rainforest. It was nippy.Continue reading “Road Trip, Day One”
You were the ocean and the trees all at once. You were the flames in the leaves of a forest fire, and you were the wind blowing my hair back on the ride of my life. I still miss you, even now, but only on days ending in “y”.