The crowds thinned out on the other side of the long, creepy tunnel at the end of the creepily-named “Road to Nowhere.” No one left out here but me and a couple of fishermen. And lots and lots of big rushing creeks.
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Welcome!
I am an artist who hikes. A hiker who arts. A traveller who revels in the journey without undue devotion to the destination. I hike to be somewhere, not to get somewhere. Thanks for joining me on this journey.
Expect reflections on long distance hiking, art-making on trail and off, hiking culture, nature and my undying love for backrests.