The idea of popping a crispy cricket into your mouth like it’s a particularly ambitious potato chip triggers a primal shudder in most of us. Our Western culinary programming screams...
I was deep in a pine-scented nowhere, facing a moment of profound, gut-churning clarity. It’s the moment every hiker dreads, the moment your soul leaves your body just as your...
I was deep in the woods, on a solo camping trip meant to prove my ruggedness, my snack bag fell into a stream. As I stared at my soggy, chlorine-free...
The idea of taking your kids into the woods and teaching them to build fires and identify edible berries sounds, on paper, like the pinnacle of wholesome parenting. It evokes...
I’ve decided to reconnect with my primal roots, which, according to my DNA test, are mostly “British and Irish,” so historically more about complaining about the rain than conquering the...
Grabbing a metaphorical cup of pine-needle tea, let me walk you through the ten mental life-hacks that transformed me from “terrified glamping escapee” into someone who can at least be...
I was on my first solo backpacking trip, a misguided attempt to “find myself.” I’d found myself, alright—lost, five miles from my tent, and convinced every rustle was a serial...
Over years of trips that ranged from sublime to let’s call it “digestively challenging,” I’ve learned one truth above all: water is life, until it’s actively trying to end you...
Look, I’m not what you’d call a “rugged survivalist.” On one trip, after existing on a sad tube of peanut butter and the existential dread of being lost, I had...