Moonlight Mantras – Pacing Leadville 100
Maybe it was the lack of oxygen, maybe the dwindling light, maybe the sounds of heaving on the trail beside me, but I was starting to get a little scared.
Maybe it was the lack of oxygen, maybe the dwindling light, maybe the sounds of heaving on the trail beside me, but I was starting to get a little scared.
You must meet the outer world with your inner world or existence will crush you.
I don’t know what to call what I’ve been doing this last year. If I call it traveling, that seems to insinuate I’m on vacation, and most of the time that is not what it feels like, nor was that the intention.
How to bikepack like an amateur, an Eastern Sierra adventure.
Susan and I recently embarked on our first bikepacking adventure. I’ve ridden a mountain bike for decades, and camped for longer than that, but I’ve yet to combine the two for a humble adventure in the growing dirty activity of bikepacking. Since we didn’t know what we were doing, we made due with the equipment…
This week marks twelve months of dirty good living. Twelve months attempting to live deliberately and with intention.
This morning, while scraping the bottom of my peanut butter (in lieu of almond butter, trying to be thrifty, not the same!) jar for breakfast, I spent almost an hour trying to unsubscribe from about a jillion marketing emails I get daily. Some were tricky; I had to remember my password to get into the…
It’s a constant struggle, no? Everyone wants to play. Dirty Good Company likes to play in the dirt: on two feet or two wheels, on surf boards and yoga mats. Outdoor activity and simply letting go and having fun is an essential part of human experience.
I’m trying to lead a simple life. There is, however, a force in me that continually grasps at doing more, and being more.