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The wonderland trail; still unfinished. Not everything goes off as planned, and even if you are feeling good you do what’s best for the team. I’ve been the team member that hasn’t been able to keep going, it’s a hard feeling, but the real point is getting out there and trying something that you find challenging, whatever that may be.
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Little boat, big memories.

Sailing came to me unexpectedly, but it came to me in a big way. The thought of undertaking a month long journey to sail from Washington to Hawaii was both terrifying and thrilling at the same time. Since returning from that trip, I find that often I am pulled back to the ocean, to flying sails across the water.
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When @hirschwhiskey asked how I chase the horizon, going sailing with a group of friends was the first thing that came to mind. How do you #chaseyourhorizon ?
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Sunrise, it’s a vibe.

Peaking through Zion

Nothing better than a good bivy

Last year Eric and I spent a few months together living on his sailboat. The days flew by, but somehow also felt like they melded together to an extent that I’ve never experienced before. To commemorate the journey to Hawaii, we both got tattooed by our now friend, @tattoojuj . Every time I see that piece, I remember a little bit of the trip.

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, west coast is the best coast. June turns on fresh snow and popping corn!

It was a pretty dang good day on the water.

It’s coming up to that season of long walks into distant valleys. Distant valleys leading to seas of ice and tall rocks. Summer objectives are getting laid out, and the excitement is growing. #salomonsquad

Anyone else excited for summer rock venturing?

Time spent in the mountains, above and so below.

I like long walks in the mountains, sunrises, and sleeping under the stars.

Anyone else see this and immediately start singing CCR? Maybe it’s just me.

Where the caves were tall and the water a type of blue that can’t be completely described in words.

Oh how I wish someone would carry me back to the car from the climb.

After a great night of fishing, zipping through the glass water along the Baja peninsula.

Why is it so fantastic to be underwater?