Southbound Enby

At 6:30am on Wednesday, the 5 of us stumbled off of the Amtrak and into the blazing sunrise of Wenatchee, Washington. We couldn’t check into our sketchy Motel 6 until 3pm, but luckily, the very sleepy overnight front desk agent let us store our backpacks in a back room that used to be a sauna Read more

At 9am on Tuesday morning, this text exchange occurred: I had just settled down back in my seat, after having had a breakfast of banana and beef jerky in the observation car with everyone. We’d all slept MUCH better on this second train, the “Empire Builder,” that runs along the upper border of the USA Read more

Dear Amtrak, Well hi there, it’s been a while, hasn’t it? Ten years at least. The last time we hung out, I was on a train to Georgia to start the Appalachian Trail. Before that, we’d gone on so many adventures together. I learned to love you: your romantic penchant for beautiful farmland, your whistles Read more

A month ago, I reached under my bed and moved my hand around in the darkness and dust bunnies until it landed on what I was looking for. I pulled out the 11 year old iPod, caked in cat hair, the thin safety case disintegrating into pieces as I touched it. It was like that Read more

Here’s the gigantic list of all the things I’ll be carrying on my back or on my body when I start the PCT in 14 days! I’ve organized it as best I can by genre, but it all kinda muddles together. I can’t give detailed reviews on any new pieces yet as I’ve only tested Read more

“Nice haircut!” “Well, thanks,” I replied, flipping the bottom of my mullet and tossing my complimenter a saucy look, as though I was posing in some sort of Parisian Catwalk. The Catwalk in my case was a pseudo-jog in the rain from my car into the entrance of Sam’s Club. I don’t know very much Read more