Why I’m Still Paddling
Hi Everyone, People often ask why I turned around and decided to paddle back to the Northwest Angle after reaching Key West so I wrote an essay for Outside about the […]
Hi Everyone, People often ask why I turned around and decided to paddle back to the Northwest Angle after reaching Key West so I wrote an essay for Outside about the […]
Past McClellenville, SC – May 4, 2013 The wind didn’t stop. It just slammed into me again as I inched forward. It felt routine. The last few days blend […]
North end of Bulls Bay, SC – May 3, 2013 I returned to the water like a boxer leaving his corner after a bad round. Sluggish. Weary. Not wanting to […]
Seewe Bay, SC – May 2, 2013 The wind came from first light and never stopped. Endless and alive, it pressed across the salt marshes, roaring, raising white caps on […]
Isle of Palms, SC – May 1, 2013 I caught the tide as wrong as I could on the Ashley River. The wind blew in my face. My arms felt […]
Charleston, SC – April 30, 2013 You never know when you’ll hear the end of a story. I suppose in a book you can feel the weight of pages and […]
Charleston, SC, Los Angeles, CA, and Minneapolis, MN – April 17-30, 2013 I caught the incoming tide up the Ashley River and slipped past Charleston to an old railroad bridge. […]
Charleston, SC – April 16, 2013 I pull the kayak up a bank of oyster shells pilled just above the high tide line. A giant bridge stretches over the water […]
North of Edisto, SC – April 15, 2013 Reptile eyes, leather, scaled skin, the long crooked smile. The way it slides down the bank, gliding, slipping into the water, leaving […]
North of Beaufort, SC – April 14, 2013 The wind shifted in the night and I woke to a swarm of noseeums, tiny biting midges, crawling over my face. They […]