I got hitched to the lovely Jasmine (@mountain_maiden) in September! For our honeymoon, we spent sixteen days exploring Italy by backpack. All the while, I tried to keep the habit of journaling, as I’ve done for the last 15 years...
On May 1st, 2011, I began a five-month hike on the Pacific Crest Trail. Through extreme landscapes, life-threatening weather, and enlightening moments, I filled over 650 pages of journals with sketches, thoughts, beer labels, food...
I’m very excited to share this first post, the beginning of a long journey I am calling “The Wilds Project!” The goal of The Wilds Project is to hike 450 miles in all of the areas of Oregon designated as Wilderness....
No matter which scientific field interests you, you’re bound to find a field guidebook to help you while on the trail. Want to learn about flowers? I can recommend ten titles for you. You can fill a bookshelf with just field...
I’m happy to announce two workshops I’m leading on outdoor journaling! Here is the press release from The Nature of Words: Join outdoorsman Kolby Kirk for a 2-session workshop on outdoor journaling. Participants will spend...
On my hike of the Pacific Crest Trail in 2011, I came out of the woods at a campground not shown on my map. For the previous week of hiking, I had not seen more than a half dozen humans so it was a...
My girlfriend and I headed out on a windy Sunday morning from Bend and arrived at the trailhead around 10 am after a three-hour drive. The hike begins by continuing down the same road one takes to...
On a unusually pleasant Saturday in February, a friend joined me in exploring the Mill Creek Wilderness. Before I begun this project, I hadn’t even heard of the Mill Creek Wilderness even...
This area of the Three Sisters Wilderness lies between 1,800 to 3,300 feet in elevation and is home of a old growth forest of Douglas Fir nestled in a steep-sided canyon. There’s an abundance...
I stood at the trailhead looking to the east. The sun was just coming up over the horizon from behind a concentration of clouds. Long shadows of juniper and rock stretched toward me. I soon hoped to feel the...
Lola was crippled and wasn’t going anywhere. I looked her over, wondering how to get her out of the woods. It was 5:25pm and the sun was setting, the winds were picking up, and the temperature was...