Walk(ed) Across America

Hi folks! On 7/25 I finished my 3410-mile journey across the USA. Had a shaky start, was delayed early with injuries resulting from extreme hydration, but rebounded fine. Took me 205 days to get from Santa Monica, CA to Coney Island, NY. My final stretch included a few adjustments: Gettysburg to Philadelphia to Sandy Hook, NJ where I camped with nudist swingers. Then a Seastreak ferry into Manhattan, a walk across the Brooklyn Bridge, and a dive into the Atlantic without even taking off my floppy hat. A thrilling moment. What started as a me-centric trip quickly turned into a…

A Donation a Day

Hi Folks – Just a quick update on my Walk Across America campaign… As of right now, I’ve raised $6234.04 for the 6-month journey across the USA (41% of my total goal). That’s $4904 on GoFundMe and $1330.04 from offline donations. I can’t say enough how humbled and honored I am to have 70+ people on my “team” of backers. I am so grateful. As of today (12/9) I’ve got 24 days until I take my first steps eastward. My goal between now and then is to get one donation per day. Any amount counts – and matters tremendously! Hopefully,…

I’m Walking Across the USA

During the first week of January 2018 I am beginning a walk across the United States. I’m starting in Santa Monica, California and ending with a belly flop in the Atlantic ocean – the exact finish location will be determined by the ordeal’s six-ish months of unknown variables. But if I had to predict it, I’d guess somewhere in New England. Maine, maybe. My why is simple. I’m walking from coast to coast because it’s a unique sort of challenge sure to be filled with daily adventures. And though such endeavors are always at the top of my to-do list,…

Carrboro to Pittsboro

After barely one mile, my left knee started to buckle. Blame it on a tight IT band, the 6 hours of yard work I did the day before, or last September’s shoddy surgery meant to get me running again (it didn’t). Whatever the case, all I could think about was failure. I freaked out, a hitch in each step. I wasn’t as concerned about turning around and limping home as I was about the big picture. What if my knee says no? Merely glancing at this prospect devastates me. I stopped on a wide and shady shoulder to reassess. In my…

Carrboro to Saxapahaw

Today I knocked out a nearly 20-mile walk, following a standard local bike route from my house in Carrboro to the Saxapahaw General Store. I figured it would take a bit more than 5 hours, so to beat the heat I left at 6:45am. Scores of cyclists seemed to have adjusted their Sunday rides for similar reasons. But maybe so many out on a Sunday morning is normal? Last week I learned what not to wear on a long walk in North Carolina humidity. So today I confidently rocked a pair of running shorts, a snap-up cowboy shirt, and a…

My Privilege to Walk

Thoreau writes in his essay, Walking, “I wish to speak a moment a word for nature.” I too wish to speak a moment, but not for nature, even if my topic is often mistaken for something natural. I want to recognize that embarking on a 7-month, non-work-related journey is a full-on exploitation of my individual privilege. This understanding makes my innate desire for travel and adventure quite problematic. Fact is I’m conflicted by my nearly unlimited access to ease that comes with having white skin and a penis. It’s not guilt I’m feeling, nor is it a biased form of…

My New Everest

PRE-WALK, BLOG #1 I’ve got big dreams. Big goals. Always have. Probably goes back to when I was a kid and found my dad’s do-before-I die list. I don’t remember what it said exactly, but as soon as I read it I wrote one of my own. At 8 years old I hoped to one day run a marathon, ride a horse in the Mongolia steppe, and trek through the Sahara. Dunzo. I also thought I’d climb Mt. Everest. The older I get, and the more controversial that mountain becomes, the less likely this is going to happen. I’m OK…