On Brightness

Bouleau.

This is the French word for birch.

PARTY PARTY

LICHEN PARTY

Yeeesh Maweesh

Yeeeesh. Slow going here, kids. At least it’s pretty. Look at it. These pictures were brought to you with much losing the trail, slogging through deep wet snow, being rained on, pack frame breaking, inflatable pad deflating forever, holes generating in…

The actual top of Mt. Carleton, and other photos

Fine, alright. Here’s what Mt. Carleton looked like the next morning: 

This is the top of New Brunswick

Hey, hooligans.

First please, we should establish that probably the only reason I like winter hiking is because I forget how cold it is during the winter. Second, I forget because I am dumb. Third…

Types of Appalachian Trail Hikes: a how-to guide

It’s nearly springtime. The larks are almost…

Mor pictchas

Maybe if I wasn’t so busy reading and sleeping, and eating things, I’d edit these and pretend to be a photographer human. Alas. Here’s a few more photos from November and October:

Three weeks in Presque Isle, and 18 days in Canada

In which we finish much science, then saunter over into good Canadia for a while, yissss

SO TINY

MY PEOPLE. I am sorry. I have been slacking. Let the tears dry upon your cheeks, sweet readers. Here, for your faces, are more exceedingly tiny things.  

Derp derp derp derp derp

Alright, enough of this sentimental fluffle. Time for some plans.

Amanda picked me up last week from where the IAT crosses into Canada, where I was sitting, damp from the morning’s grey drizzle; making friends with folks in US Customs and Immigration…