A crude meal, no doubt, but the best of all sauces is hunger.

Within minutes my 115-mile walk through the desert hills becomes a thing apart, a disjunct reality on the far side of a bottomless abyss, immediately beyond physical recollection.

But it’s all still there in my heart and soul. The walk, the hills, the sky, the solitary pain and pleasure—they will grow larger, sweeter, lovelier in the days to come, like a treasure found and then, voluntarily, surrendered. Returned to the mountains with my blessing. It leaves a golden glowing on the mind.

I like golf, hiking, camping, boating and fishing.

What on earth would I do if four bears came into my camp? Why, I would die of course. Literally shit myself lifeless.

My sport is biking. I'm not much of a gym person, but I like being outside - hiking, canoeing, camping.

My hobbies are mountain biking, horseback riding and packing, canoeing and kayaking, hiking, camping, cooking, and skiing.