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Hinterland, Week Six: Let’s take a break and talk about trampoline parks

Hinterland, Week Six: Let’s take a break and talk about trampoline parks

We’ve talked about some important things over the past few weeks and I’m so glad for that.

Today, we’re going to talk about what happens when you are 31 and spend an hour at a trampoline park.

This event was sponsored by Groupon and some of my more athletically-capable friends. For those who are new here… I am not athletically-capable. Not even kind of. But I do love a good adventure, and I love these friends, so those two factors were enough to override the foreboding sense that this was not going to end well for me.

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The parable of the stolen bike

The parable of the stolen bike

Jenny and I decided to bike down to the fireworks on the 4th of July instead of driving or walking.

This was a great idea.

Aside from being more efficient, it was about a hundred times more enjoyable. It was already an ideal summer night, complete with BBQ and fireflies and the perfect temperature of warm-but-not-hot, and there was something so freeing about getting to bike back home after the fireworks while everyone else in the world sat in traffic and waited a sweet forever to move four inches. It was the opposite of that: a quiet ride next to … Continue reading

Independence Day

Independence Day

I’m the slowest learner ever. Ever.

Because literally—down to the same exact Friends references!I just started writing the 2017 variation of this post I wrote three and a half years ago.

In it, my younger self concluded:

I desire to live a big, adventurous, meaningful life and capture all of it’s beauty in words and pictures. Not for a magazine or a corporation. Not on the side while I pursue “real jobs.” But to live life full-time and write it all down in the hope of encouraging someone else along the way. My dream is now, and

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Climb Every Mountain (Barefoot)

Climb Every Mountain (Barefoot)

In the spirit of knowing instead of wondering, I climbed some cliffs barefoot on my birthday.

Which makes it sound so much more adventurous than it actually was… I’m just not really sure what to call this particular rock formation, and few things sound quite as lackluster as, “I climbed a small rock formation barefoot on my birthday.”

So, cliffs it is.

We came up to them from a wooden walkway that led up to a waterfall. (I’m realizing as I’m writing this that my outdoor enthusiast vernacular really leaves something to be desired. Thus, the “wooden walkway” that … Continue reading