Welcome to my blog, the outdoor diary of someone who prefers to feel the earth beneath his feet. It’s what I am passionate about, it’s what I live for: to feel the earth beneath my feet. Not pavement, not concrete and especially not carpet, but the wild earth in its many natural forms.
I have written two books about this passion: The Earth Beneath My Feet (published June 1, 2021) and On Sacred Ground (published October 1, 2022). The books take readers on a 7,000-mile wilderness walk into the heart of wild nature, and the purpose of this blog is to add extra background to the books. But it is also to share and celebrate the wild, and perhaps even to inspire. From engaging deeply with nature I’ve received extraordinary rewards, and if this blog can lead even one other person towards those rewards then it will have served its purpose.
Many of my wilderness journeys take place alone, but through this blog I hope you’ll tag along and share the miles with me. Thanks for stopping by!
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FALL COMES EARLY to Colorado’s high country, often in August, occasionally even at August’s start. While lower-altitude locations down in the foothills might still be experiencing mid-summer heat, remaining green and lush and vibrant with life, the alpine tundra can already see chlorophyll fading and russet hues spreading… This year I noticed the first hint
IF YOU’VE EVER wondered: what would happen if a moose were to pass through camp in the middle of a dark moonless night? Would it trip over a tent? Would it panic and do a number on the poor unsuspecting human lying within the tent? Would there be a trampling, a stomping, a pulverizing? Well,
AFTER MY FIRST big walk back in my early twenties one of the adult ‘guides’ in my life expressed a strong opinion that it was now time for me to ‘grow up’, that the six-month walk I’d just been on should have gotten the urge to walk and camp ‘out of my system’. But oh
IT’S TIME FOR an update… As I may have mentioned a few months ago, I’m working on another book. It’s one of the reasons why my posts on here have been few and far between in recent months. I’ve been focused. I’ve been trying to stay on task. It probably won’t be a surprise when
I’VE BEEN THINKING. I’ve been thinking that I can do a lot better. For me, the formation of our beliefs and values, and through them our behaviour and choices (and through these the lives we live, and especially how we treat other people), has long been a fascinating topic. Or, to put it simply: why
NOT THAT MANY years ago, I was a runner. What I mean is: running was a significant part of my daily life. ‘Runner’ was a significant part of how I saw myself. Back in my late thirties and right through my forties I ran pretty much every day, and I ran with real purpose, not