When night falls and I trip over a rock for the third time, we bust out our headlamps and keep going. We’re hiking through a wash, cradled by black canyon walls and a star-lit sky. Now and then, a wall of vegetation rises up in front of us and we climb into the thicket of … More Lowest to Highest Route Day 3 & 4: Fun, Or Something Like It
Shade becomes more plentiful, up here in the canyon, a few thousand feet above the sea. It’s a welcome respite, but my brain is already scrambled eggs. I set my pack down in the slanted shadows of the canyon wall and wilt onto the sand beside it. Check my map. The spring is still two miles away. Normally, that sounds … More Lowest to Highest Route Day 2 Continued: Stayin’ Alive
I’m sitting alone at my parents’ kitchen table, eating a piece of chocolate cake left over from my mom’s birthday party. It’s dark, save for the glow of my laptop screen. Pictures of people doing fun things on Facebook. Job listings. Health insurance application forms. The stuff of existential angst. My phone rings. It’s Carrot. “Tick Tock, … More Lowest to Highest Route: Day Negative One
I Could Drive Forever 