Archive for June, 2010
Leaving Washington, I felt as though my first stop in Missoula, MT would be a perfect fit for me. As I made my way along the Clark Fork River, the feeling of comfort was soon replaced with fear and confusion–the country wave wasn’t working. Instead of smiles and the polite… Read the rest
That evening on the mountain top we celebrated finding the flower with fire-roasted lentils, corn, cheese and passionfruit under a blanket of stars until a downpour put out the fire. We ran for shelter, already soaked, while the sporadic rains slowly penetrated my 25-dollar tent. The night was wet and… Read the rest
Let me just start by saying that Poison Oak sucks.
In a recent post, it was revealed that in Amsterdam, while Chelsey and I were busy training with the legendary Spider Man, Daniel was meeting with Darth Vader–apparently making some sort of dark pact to ensure our continued success in… Read the rest
I peek my head under the tent’s rainfly, carefully avoiding the cowpies. Immediately, I’m engaged in a stare down with a wet and disgruntled cow. There’s an entire herd of them surrounding our tent. Cali wakes up quicker than she has the entire trip, frantically begins packing and tells me… Read the rest
I’d searched all over for the sacred flower on the top of the mountain during my birthday camping trip–to no avail. After descending back to sea level, I’d spoken with Mama Rosette, the enormous Tahitian grandmother who sat at her fruit stand alongside the road near the boatyard.
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Some days on the road are magical. The road seems to constantly curve downwards towards the horizon where the sun be shinin.’ Other days, you push up one false summit after another was the wind slaps you in the face so hard you have to reapply lip balm every ten… Read the rest
Then came my most dreaded part–tight maneuvering amongst a bay of expensive yachts. The wind fell to a whisper as we entered the deep horseshoe cove. Swell glided in on our leftover momentum. Unsure of where to go, my crewmate scanned with the binoculars, spotting a herd of sailors on… Read the rest
Overcome with the rush of competition, we trimmed the sails and urged Swell on as we approached the middle of the fleet. But as the boats ahead of us rounded the upwind buoy, a rainbow of spinnakers sprouted across the lagoon. Just two weeks before, I had traded my only… Read the rest
Chat about the T-Cup Regatta had buzzed around all week. It was a yearly, just for fun, local regatta, but still up to my gills with projects, I ignored the other sailors’ taunting and tempting. I had no intention of putting the extra work on my plate for some silly… Read the rest
Come Redefine your Balance with Jason and Chelsey from the Yogaslackers
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Take your practice (whether it be climbing, running, breathing or yoga) to an entirely new level. In this workshop we will be reshaping your definition of balance by teaching you the basics of yoga on a slackline, and on
