Five reasons why you might want to stay inside.

condon motel

Spending 10 days on the road, camping, fishing, mountain biking and trail running might sound like a pretty fun vacation (and it is!!), but as I try not to scratch the bug bites on my arms, and scabs are starting to itch as scratches heal, I realize this style of vacation is not for everyone. Bugs. I was outside for most of 10 days and my arms, legs, hands, back, belly, head and ears are covered with an assortment of

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South Central Utah Adventure Extravaganza

Dandelions on Boulder Mountain

We usually stay home on 3-day weekends to avoid the crowds, but this Memorial Day we were jonesing to sleep outside and figured we have a whole lot of experience finding solitude in Utah… How to Avoid Crowds on a Holiday Weekend Take a leisurely departure on Saturday morning. Most people funnel out of town on Friday afternoon, and where we live, this includes not just cars, but also RVs, trucks, and really big trucks pulling trailers, really big trailers,

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Yay Monday!

balsam root on monday

If you work at a job, in an office, you know the general refrain about Mondays being the worst days. And if you had an especially excellent weekend doing your favorite things, it is rarely easy to get back to work. When you spend your weekend doing all of your favorite things, how long does it take for that glow-y feeling to wear off once you sit down at your desk on Monday morning? I’m sure it depends on the

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Rest(less)

Inaction gives me a certain amount of anxiety. I like to be in motion, changing things up, doing things, moving. Winter seems deliberately made for stasis, and in case you want to fight it, here’s some snow, and more snow, and ice, and mud and maybe some more snow. You have to shovel out, scrape off the ice, wear layers, bundle up, armor your feet, cover your ears and hunker down. Even my tires are deflating in the cold. It

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Where the Road Ends — Book Review!

There are not many things that I have been doing for 30 years… breathing, eating, sleeping… and trail running. My dad was a runner, and one day I decided to join him and then I never stopped. Most of the time we ran on gravel roads or dirt paths. In college, though, I sought out smaller trails and continued to insist on dirt for running. In each new home and on every non-biking vacation, I have quickly figured out my

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