author of books & stories with an adventurous spin
It’s the morning of New Year’s Eve, and the exact moment I step out of my tent, I spot a dorsal fin. It rises briefly into the mist from the placid Brickhill River, next to Cumberland Island National Seashore, and vanishes… continue reading at Adventure Cyclist Magazine!
I was 30-something miles into my day, pushing a loaded bike up a never-ending heap I’d nicknamed Powder Mountain, when I began talking to myself. Stuff like: Where did things go wrong? Why did you insist on this trail? And: How come hoodoos are SO stupid?… continue reading about exploring the Paunsaugunt Plateau at Adventure Cyclist Magazine!
VHWIRRRR, through dense fog, the sound of an approaching motorboat rises. I swivel my head left and right, listening closely to place the direction. There’s no way they’ll see me at speed, I realize, slightly panicked… continue reading about Bike-rafting to Cumberland Island at Men’s Journal!