Muir Dispatch #2

"Again I ooked across the water and saw the same Canadian peaks, the Two Sisters, in perfect light. In that moment I realized that adventure wasn’t across the vast lake or centuries of history. Real adventure was here: in the air around my face, in the rocks underneath my feet, and in the countless miles of trail crisscrossing the island..." 

In Defense of the Single-Issue Voter

"...there are serious moral dilemma’s that force a voter to make a decision that on the outset seems outrageous, but upon further investigation makes logical sense. More often than we would like to believe, the realist in us compromises certain values in order to fulfill those we believe to be more pressing on our moral and spiritual conscience."

Muir Dispatch #1

Being in the mountains is the only time I can quiet my busy mind. Steel and concrete buildings magnify my incoherent mental ramblings. Why can’t I stop thinking about life after North Park or career goals or that girl I’m into or how I hurt someone that I love? Finding exposure and pace outside the city doesn’t put those issues into , it obliterates them. Sometimes that isn’t the best thing, but it’s necessary.