Outside Adventure to the Max

  There is something about paddling: the quiet rhythm of the blade sliding in and out of the water, the feel of my body's movement and...

We sat on the bank and the river went by. As always, it was making sounds to itself, and now it made sounds to us. It would be hard to ...

It was kind of solemn, drifting down the big still river, laying on our backs looking up at the stars, and we didn’t ever feel like tal...

We were not far from where gold was discovered in California that set off the Gold Rush. This Saturday morning South Fork of the American...

The winding trail keeps going up. Climbing steady with the view of the bay ever-changing. It started on pavement, leading to steps and th...

I come back to the sea. In my case it is usually San Francisco Bay, than which no lustier, tougher, sheet of water can be found for small-...

  Originally published on May 6 2014. This post has been an Outside Adventure to the Max fan favorite.  The city of Fargo has been all th...