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times are a changin'...

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kings canyon national park, august 2014

is it disgusting to think i've fallen nearly a year behind in blogging my trips after they actually happen? last summer we spent spencer's birthday in the woods. he turned 31 on the 31st of august and i wanted it to really be something special. we explored new forests and fished new rivers, ate the same pancakes and slept in the same tent. i love our traditions together and stinking up my subaru with the smells of campfires and dusty gear. i made sure to bring my "bear whistle" and endured jokes about how bear-scared i am. for spencer's birthday i gifted him a pocket knife with a grizzly and his name spencer on it and a pair of binoculars for spying on birds. he was pretty stoked and i like that about him. 

it was at this time that i had just recently found out i was pregnant. i was still very early, and my main symptoms at the time were extreme exhaustion, craving cheese, and being bloated. i remember sitting on the rocks by the river there and writing several journal entries to our baby that was growing inside. as time passed and i eventually had a miscarriage, i found out the baby had stopped growing somewhere around this time. i like to think baby was there with us on this trip - soaking up the beautiful sights and connecting with us. i can't wait until the timing is right for us again. 

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looking back.


these past few years have been chalk full of some pretty rad adventures. from motorbiking in cambodia, camping yellowstone and trekking machu picchu to cruising the coastlines of california, climbing mountains in ecuador and exploring tuvalu we feel blessed to do what we love for a living. spence threw this reel together (we have a pile of reels we keep meaning to finish), and it's so fun to look back on epic moments from our film work. we love doing what we do and feel so blessed to be able to live a life where we follow our passions and make what seems untraditional actually work for us. here's to pursuing the dream!

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winter hike.

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ice house trail, mt. baldy | see more pics here

that last pic cracks me up. photo bombing at its finest. some might not think winter hiking to be ideal, but i find it quite refreshing and peaceful. snow makes everything quiet, and with the dusting of a recent storm, plenty of layers and a thermos of cocoa for sipping i'd call it a recipe for success. this simple loop takes you alongside a riverbed with various cabins scattered throughout the forest off trail. i'd like to know what kind of people built these cabins and what their lives were like living back there atop rocky sediments and incredibly hard ground. not sure how the fishing is on the tiny stream, but i think i'd give it a gander. 

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gone skiing.

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mountain high ski resort, california | goggles c/o deft optics

i've grown up a skier. when i was in high school it was really cool to have a goggles tan. well, at least i thought it was. i would go to great lengths to achieve the highly coveted tan lines that showed just how hard i shredded on the weekends. high school is funny like that. you think some things are just so cool, and there was nothing quite like the adrenaline rush you'd get rushing down the hallway at 8:19 am before the bell rings and class starts when you catch the glimpse of a fellow goggle-tan-wearing-human in the corridor. it's like a weird teleconnection and you know where you've both been, and oh it's been good. you've got the tan lines to show it. 
 

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