Three days on the Oregon coast, mostly in fog
I went for the sea stacks and stayed for the tide pools, the chowder, and the fog that never quite lifted.
Slow trips, long walks, and the occasional bad ferry schedule.
I went for the sea stacks and stayed for the tide pools, the chowder, and the fog that never quite lifted.
Snow up to the windowsills, trains that ran exactly on time, and the best bowl of miso ramen I have had.
Five villages, one closed trail, and the quiet you only get in November.
Desert camping for people who overpack: notes on heat, stars, and scrambling.