Jungles, mountains, citadel

One of the first things you’ll notice at Machu Picchu is the incredible view of the surroundings. Looking down on the lush, heavily forested, valleys and mountain ridges. About 45 minutes into hiking  the adjacent Machu Picchu Montaña, I looked down on the very spot that I was looking down from. Tourists turned into specks, majestic ruins…

Rise above rain clouds

Not a drop in the sky. At least for the first half hour. Then it sprinkled. Drizzled. All other descriptive words for rain. Not quite a downpour, but steady enough to soak through a rain coat/pants, and permanently damage a camera. Winds started to howl. Stopped on occasion to avoid getting tipped over. It continued…

Mountains, prairies, lakes, and forests.

Very grateful to live in such a place. Half my life in the prairies, the other half in the urban jungle of the 6ix. Currently a transplant in the west coast, and in a few months, off to live halfway across the world. Always on the move, but will always call this place home.

You can cross oceans or…

A revelation from a quote on a bridge in the middle of America’s Heartland. As someone always itching to explore that exotic elsewhere, I find myself constantly daydreaming of distant lands. I’ve learned that traveling and exploring is an attitude. To appreciate where ever you may be, near or far, is at the heart of enjoying…