The voices called, far from the distance, muffled from the sound of pounding raindrops on the thin tents exterior. Louder and louder the voices began, almost with a sense of desperation. The sky was black and the storm was beginning to worsen. Perhaps cries for help from stranded hikers lost in the bitter, painfully cold … More When Nothing Goes As Planned (part 2)
As we neared our entrance point the sky cracked open and beautiful shafts of sunlight caved through the clouds. The subtle rays were enough to beckon us into the cold fall air. Tomorrow signaled the first day of October, and we wanted to be sure we were the first ones on the mountain. I began … More When nothing goes as planned.
There wasn’t much reason for haste at this point, as we were running a full two and a half hours late. The sun was slipping down the sky without regard for our plans to arrive at Stone Mountain North Carolina by 4. It was already 4:30, but the bags were packed, the gear was strapped … More The Journey to Stone Mountain
Sitting around the campfire, we laughed and joked about the redundancies of our normal lives back home. The air was cool, crisp, and delicious to our noses. The trees whined in the night, bending in the breeze and letting out ghostly creeks in the soft air. The lake shimmered with the soft reflection of the … More Eyes
***An update review using the 2012 version of this tent can be found below*** 2012 Seedhouse SL1 Review Overview The Big Agnes Seedhouse SL1is a freestanding solo tent for the avid backpacker. There is also a double version made with two campers, or more room, in mind, the Seedhouse SL2 Design The Seedhouse house doesn’t … More Big Agnes Seedhouse SL1 Tent Review.
(part one is below) The sun began to tiptoe across my face as the clouds that traced the mountains finally began to move on. The orange glowing inside of my eyelids gently woke me as the sun illuminated them through the mesh screen of my tents walls. Was it really morning already? It felt as … More The Crests, Part 2
It was early morning July. Hopes and spirits were high; however record temperatures reminded us that we were indeed susceptible to the harshness of nature when we entered into her domain. We were guest and we would pay our respects. Sweat dripped off my nose as I began to breathe heavily up the long climb. … More The Crests
As a young boy I grew up in the mountains, playing, exploring, finding my way by whatever means possible. Today as an adult things don’t seem to be that much different. Sure I go to college, I work, I pay the bills and I suffer through the dull repetition of the grueling 9 to 5, … More Hello World
Exposed I laid there frozen with fear. Back down on the cold earth. I could feel it watching me, stalking me. The thud of the footsteps where deafening in the silence of the night, like hammers onto my ears. Circling my tent. Twigs broke and leaves were crushed as it plotted against me. Suddenly, the … More Exposed
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