September 12, 2020: Written @ Wind River Range, WY I didn’t think or plan about my first month back in … Continue reading Seattle or Bust… bust. Or was it?

In the past couple of weeks, I’ve climbed in the “barrier of spears” with baboons and swam in the Indian … Continue reading Mountain Highs and Low Tides

I went to visit a sangoma for a bone reading. A sangoma is a healer among the Zulu people of … Continue reading Bone Reading from a Sangoma

Remember the story of the cheese-making course we held at the farm with a group of boys from the valley … Continue reading Monkey Business

A Desolate Park Some of the volunteer work involves working with the parks service, since my host is also an … Continue reading Romps through the Berg and Adventures Nearby

I wake up around 6:30 AM every morning and dress in farm or riding clothes. If I’m riding, I’ll wear … Continue reading Tales from the Saddle

I have now been at the farm for 15 days. I’ve swung my leg up and over 7 different horses, … Continue reading Drakensberg or Bust

Five more sleeps until my movement begins again. We made last night count by sleeping on Dune to Nowhere under … Continue reading 10 May 2020

Scorpio hangs poised over the camelthorn tree on Dune to Nowhere. Heat lightning dances across the flats, but I can’t … Continue reading 25 April 2020

I’ve been digging a lot of holes lately. Literally – I help the molerat field crew dig holes to trap … Continue reading Digging Holes