What Am I?
What am I? It's a question that sits in my mind, like a a ghost in the shadows, teasing me to look straight at it and acknowledge that...
The Winds, Part II
Day 3 in The Winds found us camped among the granite giants on the west side of the Cirque of the Towers. The plan for the day was to...
The Winds, Part I
The mud squishes underneath our boots. Snow capped granite mountains rise above the trees in the distance. Streams and creeks rush past,...
