Back before my very first backpacking trip ever, my mom was sure that I was going to die or be kidnapped in the woods. She begged me not to go hiking alone. She tried to tell me I needed to bring one of my male friends along. I, however, wanted to go hiking and had no one crazy enough to...
I recently finished a long-distance bike ride (also known as a “bike tour”) from Canada to Mexico along the Pacific Coast. I wanted to give biking a fair shot, even if to prove what I already suspected: I prefer backpacking over bike touring. Nonetheless, it seems wrong not to...