Road Trip

Why I Travel

I travel to seek out new adventures, whatever they may be. I have stopped putting off life and started saying YES to live out my dreams. I finished grad school, started a business, bought a pickup truck and the mountain bike of my dreams. I stopped the excuses and began to find the ways to say YES! 

One year ago I pack up most of my life into my Subaru and moved cross country to Colorado. I came for adventure and thought it would all play out just like life had back in Vermont. I was wrong. It's been one of the hardest transitions in my life and even though I knew it would be hard, I never expected it to be THIS hard. People seemingly have enough friends here and don't want to share trail secrets. I get it, but when you come from an incredible friendly and welcoming community I was perplexed. It's been the hardest thing to date, still 1 year later, I don't really have friends here that I can just call up whenever or randomly show up at their house to hang out, whether they are home or not. I have made some friends and I cherish their friendship, but as a whole, it has not been easy. 

So I decided that it was time to stop making the excuses and travel. Part of why I chose to move to where I did was because of the access to other areas it provided. I find that even though I have only lived here one year the opportunities that have come up to travel and see more of this wild west country, to a girl from the east coast has been absolutely spectacular. I have been to 4 National Parks since April, spent countless nights camping and all while in the company of my dog! I don't travel anywhere without Kit. Sometimes I wish I had a bigger network out here so I could leave her behind, but then the reality is she loves adventures just as much and with a little extra planning, I never regret bringing her. 

While to many people it seems that yes, I do travel a lot, and I do BUT it also comes with the sense of desire and urge to continuously see and explore new places. Even if I camp and work on my podcast in a new location, I love the thrill of getting there. Solo road trips (with Kit) allow me to escape the day to day, forget about the struggle moving to a new place, binge on podcasts and get out and camp more. 

I currently have a list 2 pages long of places I want to visit this summer and I've had to take a step back and realize it's more important to go to one place slightly longer and get a true experience rather than rushing around driving continuously to just see as much as possible. And for all of those to not be fooled I do work 40 hours a week, plus I am starting my own business/ podcast, pick up odd jobs here and there and volunteer with a non-profit. So on top of my drive to travel, I have this work ethic and I don't do well sitting still or only in just one job for long. I work my ass off and then get 3-day weekends, when I do a lot of my podcast work, and I also call my weekends vacations, because then they just seem to be more fun! It's all about perspective, I am lucky enough to have 3-day weekends every single week so these mini-vacations allow my travel, but you better believe that there are also the times where I am busting my ass to get shit done and working hard in order to make the travel happen. 

Social media, only typically shows, the best of's from our lives and adventures, and as long as we do not get distracted in that as the constant reality there is always a story behind it with a little more than what you are seeing. I travel because I'm lonely and seek new adventures, but I also work my ass off to feed my passion of seeing new places and visiting friends. 

- See you on the Road! 


Somewhere in the back of my mind, is this constant nagging voice, pack up and go. Go mountain biking somewhere new, go skiing somewhere new, find a new place to hike, sleep, walk the dog, camp... Adventure. This voice tells me to adventure. I used to suppress this voice in my head, fear of the unknown, a constant need to over plan everything, being doubted by others, and trying to meet society's standards of being "normal." Except I don't want to be normal, I want to be me.

Me is wild and free, an adventuresome spirit who also works really hard to get shit done to make these adventures happen. There is a time to work and a time to play. Sometimes play can be work and work can be play, but sometimes I like having some separation. I dream of living out of a 4x4 Sprinter van or a pickup truck that can also tow a small RV/ camper home. I want my dog to come with me on my adventures. 

Anyone who knows me knows that smile, light in the eyes and laugh, the look when I am genuinely excited about something. I used to hate my smile (braces and the nightmare before them) but now I realize that when I see photos of myself my smile and eyes all lit up tell a story and to me that is the story of finding balance and with that comes happiness. 

I used to over think everything, over plan, and want a step-by step- guide for everything and then slowly over time. Bumps in the road happened and I began to let go. There is a balance between planning and going with the flow. That balance looks different for everyone, for me I work really hard and adventure when I can.  Wild, short, quick and sometimes crazy sounding weekend plans are my specialty. Near or far, sometimes backyard adventures are the best adventures, with something new thrown into the mix every once in a while. I just got back from a fast trip to Taos, New Mexico- I got to go to a new state, ski a new resort and see my best friend. I left at 1 am Friday morning and I was back home at 8pm Saturday night to ski tune, and it's a 6 hour drive. You just have to get up, get out and go on adventures, no excuses. 

Having a flexible plan where you can plan some things and then follow that voice in your head saying "let's do it!" When you listen to that voice and trust that you know where you are going and what you are doing things fall into place and begin to work out magically and you forget that fact that you might not have had a plan but being flexible and going with the flow has brought you to a much better place. 

As humans we will fail, follow the wrong path, and make mistakes but you can only be so hard on yourself. Trust your gut. We are never 100% sure of anything and if we live within a safe bubble all of the time then we don't take risks. Risks put us out there vulnerable to the world doing something that scares us and when you look back on those experiences they seem less scary and we realize we have found a balance.


Don't Press Ignore

"The Mountains Are Calling And I Must Go"

This is one of my favorite quotes from John Muir. He was one of the first advocates for preservation. You see his quote everywhere shirts, bags, posters, etc. But how often do we follow his advice? It might resonate strongly with many of us but when was the last time you just pushed "go" and left? We are a society full of excuses, later, tomorrow, next week, next year (you get the picture).

Next time you have an opportunity "Carpe Diem" Seize the Day. Your new gear, coffee shop habit or dinner out can be put off. Take the moment and run with it. There is always time to take a mental health day, don't worry the e-mails, work will still be there tomorrow.

The more I travel through natures corridors, the more I realize that beautiful places are not just hidden jewels, they are more common than you would believe. They are countless, every corner offers something new and wild, even in places I've been before. That is what I love most about never see the same things. You go where your eyes lead you, not the trail, and that can take you to places you didn't expect.

Quit Making Excuses in Life

Excuse Me...

Yes you, why are you complaining? Quit making excuses in life; go out and do something and make you own path. While this may sound harsh to some, I wish I had had someone tell me this several years ago. The more excuses we have the further we are from our dreams becoming a reality. Life is full of uncertainty and that is OK. If you have the opportunity- take a risk- see where it leads, whether it works out or not you still have the experience and the story to tell later in life.

Here I am sitting before you now- writing this post while having 22 million different thoughts running through my head…. Was this the right decision? Am I happy? What if I made the wrong decision? Why wouldn’t it work out? Am I ready for this? Do I have enough money?

I made the pilgrimage that every outdoor enthusiast and skier from the east coast dreams about. It’s just taken me a little bit longer to get there. I came for a job, powder and endless mountain biking. I packed up Subaru, two months ago, with my trusty companion Kit (the dog) and drove from Vermont and moved to Colorado.

If you have been following me throughout this journey you can see, it is of adventure, self-discovery, some mishaps and more often than not great stories. In the world of the outdoor enthusiasts and working in the outdoor industry, I sometimes feel I was “late to the game.” I didn’t begin skiing until I was 19, nor had I ever gone camping in a tent, white water kayaking, surfing, rock and ice climbing, long distance hiking before college and then learning to mountain bike at 22! What a journey it has been and while I am still young (27 almost 28) I decided I needed to make the “epic” and overly built up move WEST!

I moved from one small town next to a major ski destination to another small town outside a major ski destination. It was a risk, yes, but one that I believe was worth taking. If you never challenge yourself and take personal life risks than you will live a life of dissatisfaction and uncertainty.

It's the little things that matter, sometimes you have to trust people- and when you do magical things can happen. Last March was the month for new beginnings for me and the past year and a half has been one of growth, hope and taking new risks. I stopped making excuses and started making decisions. These decisions led to wonderful and yet scary at times life changes. Life sends you lots of tips and hints- it's just picking up on them.