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There’s a moment I always come back to. I was at 10,000 ft elevation. Kneeling in the dirt, windburned and sun-tired, tying a new fly onto my line with chipped toenail polish showing through my Teva’s and dirt under my fingernails. My hat was pulled low against the wind. And I caught a glimpse…
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There’s nothing quite like stepping into the wild — the sound of your boots crunching on the trail, wind whistling through the trees, and that quiet thrill of knowing you’re doing something just for you. If you’re new to hiking, the idea of getting started can feel overwhelming. But the truth is: you don’t…
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“Where’s your husband?”“Are you sure you know how to use that?”“You’re out here alone?” I’ve heard it all. And every time, I get a little more rooted in my why. When I first started hunting, hiking, and fly fishing, I thought I needed to downplay my inexperience, shrink my presence, or laugh off the…