I don’t know where I’m going, but I promise it won’t be boring.

—David Bowie

Let’s face it, not every moment in life is blissful, but when you’re a hiker, things are just that much better.


John Muir stood at this very spot.

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Walking has always been my passion, my solace and my truest love. My earliest memory is of singing while looking down at my feet as they carried me along a sidewalk. When we moved from the New York suburbs to the New Hampshire countryside, I was often lost for hours exploring the woods and fields. Though it wasn’t until my dad took me to Yosemite when I was thirteen and I played my flute on top of Half Dome, that I realized just how far my feet could take me.

I have hiked trails long and short, and have found my love growing only deeper over the years. While I don’t know the precise number of miles I’ve walked – because I walk every day – walking is an integral part of my life. That’s why I try to put my feet on some spectacular spots in the world every chance I get.


a few stats

The longest walk all at one time? 2,683 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail

The shortest “thru-hike?” 70 miles on Minnesota’s Border Route Trail.

The most beautiful? The John Muir Trail in the California Sierras.

The most bad-ass? Definitely the unmarked Drakensberg Traverse in South Africa/Lesotho although all that steep sidling, deep mud and lack of defined or maintained trail on New Zealand’s Te Araroa is a close second. 

The scariest? The Paria Canyon with its fifteen miles of slot canyon hiked solo in winter.

Where would I go back right now if I could quit my job? Certainly, the Karakorum in Pakistan.


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