After kickin’ it for a week in a townhouse off of Martin Luther King Blvd., gettin’ high off edibles, and free climbing the Flatirons in Boulder, I felt eager to hit the road again. Meeting up with my old college partner-in-crime made me reminisce the past. Honestly, my life has not changed much since college.
Abandoned Twin Arrows Trading Post After two years on and off the road traveling by foot, thumb, bicycle, bus, train, plane, and working itinerant jobs, I set out on a road trip with my fiancee from Phoenix to Breckenridge, Colorado – where it all began! (Two years ago I set out on a bicycle tour
Hitchhiking to California We stood near the on-ramp of I-70 West flying a sign that said, “West.” The vehicles whizzed by the roundabout right before rush hour traffic around 2:30 PM. Most people laughed, threw peace signs, thumbs up or ignored us. After plodding back and forth for about an hour we decided to get
Breck Street Musician Last night I finished work late around 9:20 PM. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the back door towards Main Street. I walked down the road headed towards Breck Station with intentions of catching the 9:45 PM bus, but I saw a man on the street corner fiddling on his guitar
Sally Barbara I’ve upped the stakes over the past few weeks and finally overcame my fear of being inverted and spinning. We got a crew together from work and parked in the Sally Barbara lot then hiked about twenty minutes until we reached a bowl to the left of the cross country skiing path. We