I thought I was done with traveling. I was burnt out and had self-improved a travel hiatus. For the past three months, I had barely traveled more than 200 miles away from my home in San Francisco.
Mornings are hard for me. Just like hiking, you have to let the trail guide you.
I once read a quote that the hardest thing in life is change. It’s not the change which is the hardest though, it’s the resistance of that change.
The terrible Camp Fire in Northern California had blanketed San Francisco in thick smoke. In an attempt to escape the unhealthy conditions, we headed to the Eastern Sierras for a road trip.
Bhutan, the land of the thunder dragon, is a beautiful, and largely unexplored by tourists. Riding a classic motorcycle is the best way to see this magical country.
A few years back, when walking the Camino de Santiago, I had Yesterday, by The Beatles stuck in my head for days. I ended up writing a Camino inspired version.
It’s been years since I’ve taken a road trip down HWY1. Why did I wait so long?
I’ve been shooting with the Leica M10 for about a year now. It brilliantly blends the benefits of digital with the tactile feel of analog with amazing travel photos. It makes you work for each shot, and in doing so, feels so rewarding when you begin to master it.
I’ve always wanted to try a Turkish bath. Call me crazy, but the idea of paying someone to throw cold water on me,and slap the crap out of me sounds like an experience I want to try. When the opportunity presented itself after a hot and dusty day exploring the ruins of Petra, in Jordan, I jumped at it. As much as I have seen the general idea on tv and in movies, it doesn’t really prepare you for the real thing.
I recently read an article, The Evolution of a Long Term Traveller, from one of my favorite travel bloggers, Nomadic Matt. I got me thinking about my own experiences. You need some way to process them or risk becoming jaded and burnt out. Over the years I’ve discovered a way that helps me center.