The second day of summer 2017 was the best one ever for a couple of stand up paddle boarders lucky…
Standing alone in our tiny, two-room, bathroomless cabin in Winthrop on race morning, I took a step, felt a twinge…
“It’s Ragnar Trail for babies,” I told my teammates a month from the start of the race. I’d seen the…
My feet hit the slick, rocky bottom of Whistle Lake’s shore. I stood. And tried not to cry. I’d just…
The intruder made a beeline for the shore, slowed and placed her hands in the frigid water. I watched, hoping…
Random ramblings on reading, recreation, running and similar subjects
Island Unseen: Random ramblings on reading, recreation, running and similar subjects
Island Unseen: Random ramblings on reading, recreation, running and similar subjects
