Vagabonding 2016 Changed Everything

Vagabonding 2016 Changed Everything

The last of the yeti meat ran out sometime in August. I stumbled out of my Himalayan cave, tangled beard dragging through dirty snow of the same color, to find a sadhu levitating in full lotus position nearby. Actually, not quite. But I’ve received some inquisitive...
A Close Call: Surviving a Blizzard in the Himalayas

A Close Call: Surviving a Blizzard in the Himalayas

It’s been rough and rocky traveling, but I’m finally standing upright on the ground…after taking several readings, I’m surprised to find my mind still fairly sound… – Willie Nelson I faced the white sky as the wind clawed skin from...
Running With the Bulls

Running With the Bulls

Part 1: If you haven’t read it, here’s what happens when waiting to run with the bulls. It was a relief when the police finally released us from the miserable holding pen. As I walked around Dead Man’s Corner to choose my starting place, the visual caused...
San Fermin in Pamplona: Getting Ready to Run

San Fermin in Pamplona: Getting Ready to Run

Whoever said that bulls “enter a ring” had never been inside a ring with a bull. Bulls don’t enter, they explode into the ring in a cloud of thunder, violence, and anger. My clammy hands fumbled my camera at the bullfight with my local friend, Ted, as I silently made...
Mount Rogers, Virginia: The Art of Being Cold

Mount Rogers, Virginia: The Art of Being Cold

No one expected to step out of the Jeep into a full-on blizzard. Sideways snow blew in 45 mph wind, creating a total whiteout – my second mountainous whiteout of 2014 already. The trail itself was hidden by a foot of fresh snow. Adrenaline pushed us forward,...