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Flashback, Scotland 2012


In a week I’ll be hopping on a plane and flying to Scotland…so it’s only fitting to go back a few years to my last big Scotland trip.  In 2012 my brother Ursa, our friend Ethan, and I went on what will no doubt be one of the most memorable adventures of our lives.

We arrived in Scotland and embarked on a truly epic journey, hiking from Glasgow to Inverness (more or less), hitchhiking to Orkney, Couchsurfing, winding our way out to the Outer Hebrides, poking around Skye and the Cuillin, and then wandering South towards Oban.

We didn’t really know what we where getting into, it was often stressful, we ran out of food and fuel and got cold and wet and grumpy and ate lots of doughnuts.  We also camped next to ancient standing stones, swam in freezing burns, made mini sailboats from beach trash and climbed mountains and forded rivers.  We took photos and kept a group journal and read the Borune Identity out loud in our tent, cringing awkwardly at the cheesy “romantic” bits.

We ate a lot of couscous, saw a lot of sheep, and quoted youtube videos.

It’s going to be weird this summer, doing a trip that’s so similar but so different.  I’ll be on my own, and I’ve also changed in the last four years.  It will be interesting to see what it’s like, what’s the same and what’s different.

How ever it goes, I’m certainly going to miss my crazy travel companions…



Traveling is a brutality…


“Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things – air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky – all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it.” – Cesare Pavese.

I recently stumbled on this quote and thought it was worth sharing.  To me, while “off balance” is certainly a good description, I find that over time I cling less to the desire for traditional balance and more to the desire for earth and sky and stars and crisp clean air in my lungs.

Still, there is often a brutality, and I think it can be misleading to tell folks otherwise.  This photo might be a good example, a beautiful sunrise and yet that was the first morning we woke to a hard deep frost…the cold was really biting and there was ice on our fuel bottles.