Pulling together my thoughts from a tumultuous and challenging year, I had to face it: This was my least traveled year yet. But it was also one of my best. While my parents made their way across the African continent by boat, plane, safari jeep, and camel, my geographic range rarely strayed from Alaska. But what a state to call home. I was warned early on about the ways the Land of… Read More
It took three highway-side moose encounters, but I now play it moderately cool when I spot those antlers lumbering down the shoulder of the road ahead. Or at least I don’t scream as loudly anymore, anyways.
Thursday morning, I took my last snow-blown bike ride into work. Even with the tear-inducing cold blurring my vision, I watched the bright stars above the mountains and added those pitch black, 8:30AM rides to the list of things I will miss in Seward. It’s a long list. It’s been a busy three months, between working at the national park, writing for the local paper, and trudging on in the job search…. Read More
Thanksgiving brought me a bit of an internal battle this year. Usually home with family or friends that feel like family, I sit around the dinner table of familiar faces feeling grateful to be exactly where I am. This year, as we created our own little Thanksgiving away from home where the sight of Skippy peanut butter and mashed potatoes induced actual cheering, I was torn. I was simultaneously mourning missing out… Read More
Between showing off my beautiful home state to my visiting bestie, hiking through the San Juans, and making trips to Denver, it has been an incredibly busy summer . If we weren’t hiking or swimming or climbing, we were catching up with family and friends and whipping up delicious home cooked meals. The last thing on my mind was putting up blog posts, until all of the sudden there was only a… Read More
This time last year, and the year before that, I was writing packing lists and counting down the weeks until my flight left for Iceland. I’ll be missing this crazy land of volcanoes and glaciers this summer, dried fish and snow in August included- but I won’t be sitting around eating Skyr and moping. No, I’ll be getting ready for a family hut trip through Colorado’s San Juan mountains. The family that summits 14ers together,… Read More
Been thinking about these gorgeous waters a lot lately. Keep an eye out for upcoming posts on this incredible trip last summer! To me the sea is a continual miracle; The fishes that swim–the rocks–the motion of the waves–the ships, with men in them, What stranger miracles are there? -Walt Whitman