Three years ago, I woke up under the cold desert stars, hit the Mexican border / southern terminus, and started walking north to Canada.

It remains the greatest adventure of my life and my most cherished gift to myself. Pacific Crest Trail, I love you forever.

Wayback link to read in full: web.archive.org/web/20250219...

The piece of paper made it official, but the passport makes it feel real. Dual citizen. Citizen of the EU. I'm gonna be processing this one for quite some time. Feels good 🤩

some kinda psychedelic guitarist seems to have moved into the apartment building on my floor and I don't mind at all! vibe upgrade tbh

Brrrrrrlin. Snagged an updated covid vaccine, went for a freezing walk and now we're snuggled up waiting for the immune engine to roar into gear

so it begins 🥶

Listen gmail, don't try to threaten me with a good time

Lot of traveling these past 2 months. I need to settle into the Berlin cocoon for the winter, buckle down, be productive, do admin, be in the climbing gym 2x/wk, go running. But it's hard knowing that hiking shoulder season lingers in places like this. Stopped myself buying Flixbus tix the other day

Alright folks. In the sense of waving a piece of sage around a new dwelling, let's waft away the bad X vibes and start this weird social media afterlife off on a good note. Some snaps from the other weekend hiking in the stunning Allgäuer Hochalpen: