Saturday, November 11, 2006
2007 Calendars - Get Yours Here!
I've decided to self-publish a 2007 Calendar with photos from some of my favorite places: Singapore, Norway, Cambodia, New Zealand, Nepal, Thailand, Morocco, and the US. If you'd like to buy one, you'd have my eternal thanks! Click here to purchase or here to see the photos used for the production.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
It's Getting Hard Out Here to be a Camper
Lifehacker recently posted this article about making summer camping reservations now to get spots in more popular destinations. This is becoming a growing pain in my ass....because there is just something inherently wrong with having to reserve a spot on the ground for you and your tent. With a credit card. Six months or more in advance!
If I've never been to Yosemite before (which I haven't), how would I know which back-country site I would want to try and reserve? It's ridiculous. One of the purest pleasures of strapping on a backpack and heading into the backcountry is discovery - not only of place and wildlife and flora and fauna and landscape, but also of the sometimes Perfect Camping Spot. In my humble opinion, this is what backcountry hikers love most. The feeling of discovery. The last thing I want to do when on a backcountry trip is block myself into a desintation itinerary with a timetable. What about the path less traveled? What if I want to strike a different route then the one I was aiming for? What about flexibility and discovery?
The need for guerilla reservation tactics is because more and more people are heeding the call of Nature. They have a real need to escape from the wholly plugged-in, hyperfast reality in which they live the bulk of their lives. It's also a simple supply and demand dilemma. More people with a desire to use public lands, with a public land balance that is not able to meet the need.
Really makes you want to go build a cabin in the woods. Good luck finding a spot to yourself, though. You can petition here to protect the Public Lands that we do have from being parceled and sold; or here to support the creation of public landss (has a search-by-state feature for existing or proposed areas).
If I've never been to Yosemite before (which I haven't), how would I know which back-country site I would want to try and reserve? It's ridiculous. One of the purest pleasures of strapping on a backpack and heading into the backcountry is discovery - not only of place and wildlife and flora and fauna and landscape, but also of the sometimes Perfect Camping Spot. In my humble opinion, this is what backcountry hikers love most. The feeling of discovery. The last thing I want to do when on a backcountry trip is block myself into a desintation itinerary with a timetable. What about the path less traveled? What if I want to strike a different route then the one I was aiming for? What about flexibility and discovery?
The need for guerilla reservation tactics is because more and more people are heeding the call of Nature. They have a real need to escape from the wholly plugged-in, hyperfast reality in which they live the bulk of their lives. It's also a simple supply and demand dilemma. More people with a desire to use public lands, with a public land balance that is not able to meet the need.
Really makes you want to go build a cabin in the woods. Good luck finding a spot to yourself, though. You can petition here to protect the Public Lands that we do have from being parceled and sold; or here to support the creation of public landss (has a search-by-state feature for existing or proposed areas).
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
It's On, Baby.......
It's official: NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) is on. The objective is to write 50,000 words during the month of November, and people from all over the world are taking up the effort. A friend suggested trying it out as a means to unrust some writing chops, and I've taken him up on the challenge. And tonight was the first effort.
I have to say, so far, I'm enthusiastic. I'm not an avid writer; it comes in fits and starts. But I'm using this as a process exercise - essentially, re-energizing a stream-of-consciousness writing state. I'm approaching it differently than most in that I'm not trying to write a novel. In fact, I can't remember the last time I read a novel. I find the world too fascinating a place to bother with fiction. What I do have, however, are shelves of travel journals in various stages of wear and tear, and a long-harbored goal to one day write my own travel experiences. There are now a few women writers on the subject, but when I initially had this dream, for the most part, the women writers were from the Victorian age or wrote about how many guys they could bag on summer break on Ibiza or Cancun. That's changed, but only somewhat, and I've often entertained the idea of adding my travel experiences to those shelves of writing mostly occupied by the men whose books I've devoured over the years.
I'm not setting out to write a travel book - but to exercise my writing abilities. And, if at the end of this exercise, something interesting emerges, I may just pursue that output a bit further to find out if it could yield any fruit. For the time being, though, I'm excited about my first night's work. I've already veered seriously away from my outline of travel stories and written predominantly about my back-story; how it was that I found myself overseas in the first place. The rest of the month will be focused on writing about some of my favorite and most interesting travel experiences. They're not all shiny, happy stories - sometimes the best story to read after the fact is about the experience that, at the time, seemed unlivable.
At any rate, I feel I'm off to a good start, with just under 3500 words which were, essentially, the result of a stream-of-consciousness mind-dump. Which, after all, is the point. For me.
I have to say, so far, I'm enthusiastic. I'm not an avid writer; it comes in fits and starts. But I'm using this as a process exercise - essentially, re-energizing a stream-of-consciousness writing state. I'm approaching it differently than most in that I'm not trying to write a novel. In fact, I can't remember the last time I read a novel. I find the world too fascinating a place to bother with fiction. What I do have, however, are shelves of travel journals in various stages of wear and tear, and a long-harbored goal to one day write my own travel experiences. There are now a few women writers on the subject, but when I initially had this dream, for the most part, the women writers were from the Victorian age or wrote about how many guys they could bag on summer break on Ibiza or Cancun. That's changed, but only somewhat, and I've often entertained the idea of adding my travel experiences to those shelves of writing mostly occupied by the men whose books I've devoured over the years.
I'm not setting out to write a travel book - but to exercise my writing abilities. And, if at the end of this exercise, something interesting emerges, I may just pursue that output a bit further to find out if it could yield any fruit. For the time being, though, I'm excited about my first night's work. I've already veered seriously away from my outline of travel stories and written predominantly about my back-story; how it was that I found myself overseas in the first place. The rest of the month will be focused on writing about some of my favorite and most interesting travel experiences. They're not all shiny, happy stories - sometimes the best story to read after the fact is about the experience that, at the time, seemed unlivable.
At any rate, I feel I'm off to a good start, with just under 3500 words which were, essentially, the result of a stream-of-consciousness mind-dump. Which, after all, is the point. For me.
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