Moonlit lodgepole pines cast shadows onto granite as our narrow headlamp beams finally hit something metallic in the Sierra Nevada darkness, reflections glinting off our tired faces. Hours before, our crew of five students and two instructors stood atop Blackcap...
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My father handed me a card that said, Congratulations Class of 1990 Graduate! Inside, his perfect penmanship read: Kellee, I wish I had this at your age. Go get ‘em. Love, Dad. I pulled out a folded brochure with the...
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A stingray glided under the kayak soundlessly. I set my paddle perpendicular to the cockpit of my kayak and tried to commit this moment to memory. The ocean was glass, a mirror image that blended into sky. This is so...
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