The funny thing about backpacking is that there is no room for complaining. It doesn’t make a suitable campsite appear. It won’t make you a warm meal.
I was pretty lucky the first time my Volkswagen caught fire...
With regards to the climbing, I am quite literally speechless. Never has a place left me so in awe of the movement, the sandstone, the people.
Ted and Eliza have been sailing for the last year, starting in Seattle and going on to explore the Gulf of California (Sea of Cortez).
Ecuador is not short on adventure, and in March of 2017 Eric Eisinger and Mark Husted set out to get a taste of that adventure for themselves.
Granite domes and spires dotted the forest landscape below us from this hillside perch. We were less than a day into my first backpacking trip ever, bogged down by all sorts of unnecessary items, including an 18 pack of cheap beer.
With that, the decision was made. A few weeks later I boarded a plane to Santiago with way too much gear stuffed into my backpack and accompanying duffel bag; Running clothes, backpacking gear, wetsuits, climbing harness, all fighting for space in those two bags.