Oh fear. You wily bastard. I don’t know your story or how you move through life on billowed sails or why you show up ready for a fight … or the other shoe to drop. I do know my story. I know how fear has wrapped its tentacles so tightly around me that I have … More 3 ways fear makes us stupid
Merry merry. It is Christmas Day here in the Flint Hills of Kansas. After the big snow of a few weeks ago, Kansas has volleyed back with 53 degrees at 9:30 a.m. December 25. Izzy and I are thrilled (despite the photo). Soon, we’ll meet up with friends to climb nearby Mt. Mitchell and bark … More The most wonderful time
I found home. Finally. Somewhere in the fog of Tennessee’s Highway 24, or in Archery, Georgia, or in the mountains where I met with friends and laughed before heading out to race along familiar red clay trails … or in the cabin – almost to Manhattan – to celebrate one of my very best friend’s … More I found home.