
Another climate headline, another drowning polar bear. We are surrounded by alarm bells, flashing lights, and infinite monkeys of environmental doom clanging on typewriters that ever reveal the same message. One that gets solidified, shared, despaired over, and sets the course for our expectations. And the stories we tell ourselves reinforce this message—for we who…

Why do we wait until someone’s gone to appreciate fully the time they were here? We’re all gonna die. Life gives us its version of an alarm clock, every now and again. Moments that shout, “Wake up, this isn’t forever!” Like when you can hear the rushing whumpf of a freight train high in the…

“You can only be from one place, and it sticks with you, good and bad.” -Bob Cowser What is within, is bred from out there. And there is something of the Hoosier1 spirit that deeply yearns for the sharing of within, whilst in the midst of searching out there. Or at least this is the…

“Actually, I don’t care about the iguana’s suffering,” Dave tells me aboard the Galapagos Legend, overlooking the islands for which the cruise ship is named. Taken aback to hear these words from someone who flew around the world to be here, I’m not quite sure what to say as the beans make their escape from…

I sit in another rented garden-level unit of a Bellingham home, and I am mere hours away from missing my 2025 resolution. Normally, I don’t go for these types of things (counter-culturalism has mostly only succeeded in adding to smugness for me, so on this, I’ll let it slide). The goal? To post something, anything,…

There’s a time for thinking, and then there’s a time for doing. I left the conceptual incubator of the ivory tower with Em for an insight into what a commute over multiple states is like. We even brought along a guitar, which was strummed between mosquito slaps–that is, when the climbs from the day didn’t…

During a daring top ten performance (with a whopping ten teams in the division), we encountered rain, broken canoe trailers, mud, and good ol’ fashioned fun. Enjoy your next adventure by bike –the beauty is it can happen from anywhere. Thanks to Ryan Robie and Melina Avinon for additional footage and photos!

This is a story about bikes, water, and what it is we really need. Put on those headphones, dim those lights, and enjoy the fruits of me sitting in a basement apartment on the computer for the last week.

When I travel, if a place is atop a where-to-go list, I often take some pride, if a bit smugly, in avoiding it. In fact, the allure to visit is typically still there for me; I mean, clichés rise up for a reason. But the throngs, the feeling of conveyor belt experiences, the checklist nature…

For the better part of my life, tourism has defined how I move through the world. It has shown me more beauty than I can recount, created far-flung homes, seeded many loves, and has made me question, well, pretty much everything. With that, I have been back into the whirlwind of (re)thinking. I treasure the…