First Time Bikepacking Denali National Park

I rolled out from raft camp… our little pocket of employee housing… and started making my way up the Parks Highway toward the entrance of Denali National Park. But right out of the gate… a major snag. Heavy construction on the highway stopped me in my tracks, and before I knew it, I was loadingContinue reading “First Time Bikepacking Denali National Park”

Going to Denali… I’m going to Denali!

After an incredible winter in the desert southwest… I was more than ready to head back to Alaska. Truthfully, it’s been on my mind the whole time. This place has completely stolen my heart… I’ve fallen hard for it. Flying in, I caught a glimpse of Denali out the airplane window… and wow. Seeing itContinue reading “Going to Denali… I’m going to Denali!”

A Post Decidated to the Dogs and VW Bugs of Nogales Mexico

This post needs no real explanation. I love dogs. I love Volkswagen Beetles. Nogales delivered both in abundance, and I had my camera ready. Mexico kept the classic Beetle in production longer than anywhere else in the world, and that love for the car never really left. The streets of Nogales are proof — modified,Continue reading “A Post Decidated to the Dogs and VW Bugs of Nogales Mexico”

I Went To Mexico

There’s a specific kind of adrenaline that hits when you walk toward the border. For my recent dental trip to Nogales, that journey started at the gates The crossing itself was surprisingly seamless. There’s no daunting security line or intense questioning; you simply walk through the gates and, just like that, you’re in Mexico. It’sContinue reading “I Went To Mexico”

Land of the Giant Cacti…. Part Deux

Why Ajo, you ask… well, it just happens to be one of my favorite places on the planet… right up there with Alaska. But this place sealed the deal for me when it comes to the Sonoran Desert… its majestic beauty, its quiet mystery, and a landscape packed full of incredible flora and fauna thatContinue reading “Land of the Giant Cacti…. Part Deux”

I now call it the “Lower 48”

I now call it the Lower 48. Coming back feels… strange. After a summer in Alaska that felt so big, so alive… everything down here feels a little smaller. Not worse… just not Alaska . I carry a mix of gratitude and restlessness… part of me is still up north, somewhere under those endless summerContinue reading “I now call it the “Lower 48””

The End of a Wild Alaskan Summer

August had a different feel to it… like the season itself was exhaling. The long golden evenings were starting to slip away, replaced by a subtle crispness in the air that you could feel in your lungs first thing in the morning. The light changed too… softer, shorter, a quiet reminder that summer in AlaskaContinue reading “The End of a Wild Alaskan Summer”