Big Four Mtn, so named for a "4" seen by an early miner on it's northern face, stands majestically 6135' , stretching over 4000' above my head. I hike through the avalanche destruction to the ice caves, remnants of last season's snowfield as the streams and summer melt into beautiful channels. Booming cracks emit from the darkness beyond, a reminder to only venture so near.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 59'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.