Mount Shasta was one of the first stops on my trip and it was here where I really started to connect with other people. My first day in the small but spiritually imbued town led me to Shastice Park, in an attempt to beat the ridiculous 101-degree weather. I was camped out under a tree marveling at the sheer size and beauty of the mountain when another nomad started…
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Reflections at Lake Tahoe
Read moreI’m right here. I’m here now. These words kept playing over and over in my head as I looked out over the sunlit turquoise waters of Lake Tahoe. A mantra. A reminder. Anchoring me to the present, as memories from van life swirled around me. An indescribable feeling, almost bittersweet formed in my chest as I recalled the adventures of hiking in Washington and meeting certain people at music festivals.…