Words about science and hiking
As a lifelong devotee of fermented malt beverages it pains me to say that this is not a great idea. Why? Because: All drugs are poisons Alcohol is also a poison Mixing two poisons is never going to lead to a good outcome. More specifically, the same enzymes that break down alcohol in the liver often either Read More …
Published on Forbes and Mental Floss For the most part, they didn’t. At the dawn of the age of scientific medicine (the mid-19th century) there were only a handful of remedies that we would recognize today as safe and effective. But why? Our ancestors were not dummies, and did not require scientific methods to create Read More …
Out here again. Under the moon, under the stars, surrounded by saguaros and chollas. Feels like home. Everything went smoothly today, getting from Boulder to Denver to Phoenix with minimal brain damage. Other than having to wait for a sporting goods store to open so I could get a canister, I had no trouble getting Read More …
My wife was a backpacker when we met. This was definitely on my list of qualifications for a serious relationship, along with being beautiful and smart. Although raised in Cleveland, she escaped at first opportunity to the west, and our first times away together were invariably camping or backpack trips. We were poor grad students Read More …
Left Pine this morning feeling homesick. That seems to be what towns do to me. They are enough like home to make me think of home but are far inferior to my actual home. Which is no knock on Pine, as fine a trail town as one could desire. I was greeted with a parade Read More …
Out of Flag via the southbound urban AZT which runs just a mile east of the Grand Canyon Hostel. The hostel itself is an old and rickety but clean building. The manager claims it was a brothel in former times, but that is probably true of most old residential buildings in central Flagstaff. I believe Read More …