We celebrated our COVID vaccinations with a trip to the Cactus Forest of Saguaro National Park.
Porter Storey snowshoes to solo winter-camp in Rocky Mountain National Park, while Gail Storey does a solo meditation retreat by the river.
Porter got so sick in the Grand Teton National Forest that I drove him ten hours from northern Wyoming to a Colorado Kaiser Urgent Care clinic open late. Abdominal x-rays didn’t show anything definitive, so I drove him the rest of the way home to see what would happen next. We took heart from the […]
Why are Porter and I on this four-month, 2,700-mile Great Divide Mountain Bike Route adventure? It’s a fair question and one we’re often asked, in light of Porter’s bike exploding, grizzly bears, logging trucks on narrow mountain roads, getting lost in the wilderness, storms, and all manner of physical and emotional risks. Nearly 2,000 miles […]
Infinitely deeper than our crossing from state to state, as Porter from Montana to Idaho, is the liminal space in which we now live. Day to day, moment to moment, we move not just from the ranch lands of Montana to the green farms of Idaho, but hover on thresholds of being. While Porter taxes […]
We’re opening to our vulnerability out here, physically from the vicissitudes of body, weather, and gear, and emotionally from the astounding spaciousness of blue sky and sagebrush terrain. Porter awoke in the New Mexico desert one morning to snow falling. He had camped a mile down a red clay trail to find a bush out […]
This journey is a mix of assiduous attention to detail for survival and contemplation of luminous landscapes for the soul. After driving, sometimes for hours, to Porter’s drop-off trailhead, together we work for almost an hour to unload his mountain bike, Goat, from its vertical bike rack with its various locks and accoutrements, put on […]
Gail and Porter Storey hike the 3,100-mile Continental Divide Trail from the border of Mexico to Canada, with Porter hiking mostly solo and Gail as trail-angel support.
So I’m descending 12,000-foot Mount Flora, solo after leaving Og (aka Porter) to continue north on the Continental Divide Trail. “Gail?!” a woman calls out behind me. Who the heck could I possibly know out here? And I’m like, “Uh, ya, and you are?” “Yogi,” she says. “I met your husband up the trail and […]
This section of the Continental Divide Trail, from Copper Mountain to Grays Peak, parted ways with the Colorado Trail to head north. Og (aka Porter) hiked knife-edge ridges with steep drop-offs on both sides. He saw few other hikers but lots of wildlife, from marmots, ptarmigans, and ravens to mountain goats! He melted snow to […]