Books For A Walk

There is one aspect of walking alone for a few months that I enjoy the most: no distractions and little to do in the evening, except journal writing and reading.  Unfortunately, I cannot read those 700 page hardcover masterpieces, however, there are plenty of 200-300 page soft cover books that fit nicely into my pack … Continue reading Books For A Walk

Daydreaming

The evocation of emotion or past events by a breeze and mixture of smells from the fathoms of a personal sea is endless. It never ceases to amaze me what memories come alive at a moment’s notice, but how does one describe and relive the rich interplay between a freshwater lake and the autobiographical memories … Continue reading Daydreaming

The Best Parts are the Middles and the Interruptions

Now that I am well over the halfway kilometer mark of My Walk, I realize that with all the struggles, hardships, sacrifices, mishaps, and monotony of walking each day, this way of life will soon be gone and become a memory -- a colorful memory, but it isn't over just yet. After a little reflection … Continue reading The Best Parts are the Middles and the Interruptions

An Exercise to Exercise The Writing Demons: My Nylon Inn and Euphoria

Walking solo and unsupported puts one in the most vulnerable of states: you're at the mercy of whatever weather, person, animal, situation, or vehicle comes at you. At the end of the day, my tent is the only place that I feel comfortable and safe -- for the most part. Although only a couple square … Continue reading An Exercise to Exercise The Writing Demons: My Nylon Inn and Euphoria

Thoughts About My Walk: It’s the People.

Sir Wilfred Thesiger commented that his living with the Bedu during the crossing of Arabia's Empty Quarter changed him: "no man can live this life and remain unchanged." His crossing of the Arabian peninsula was the first by a Westerner, but this was also a life changing exploration across, undoubtedly, the most unforgiving of regions … Continue reading Thoughts About My Walk: It’s the People.