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June 9, 2015 / carrot quinn

You Think You Have Time: Hiking the Lowest to Highest Trail

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"Muffy realizes she’s lost her spork. She thinks. Better get a new one just in case. Except there’s nowhere to buy a spork at this hour. All there are are t-shirt shops and evening crystal emporiums where you can pay to have a photo of your aura taken. We walk amongst the tourists in the last of the light, dipping in and out of stores. The air feels magic here. What people want to buy, really, is this magic air. What people want is to go back in time and stop the chain of events that set this all in motion. I palm a spoon at a restaurant for Muffy, hoping to impress her. It works. This is why we have so much fun together- we are both easily pleased." ✨ Days 3 and 4 from the #MogollonRimTrail are up on my blog! Click the link in my profile to read em. Also click the link in @muffyjdavis ' profile- she's blogging too, and she's SUCH a good writer!😍✨
"I’ll tell you something about me: I go to The Nature to sleep. In towns, insomnia follows me like a stray dog. It has always been this way. In The Nature I sleep. It doesnt even have to be the wildest of natures; any outside will do. In my early twenties I discovered, while strung out on an entire summer of relentless insomnia, that I could sleep in forgotten stands of trees next to the highway while hitchhiking to Alaska. I could sleep in abandoned fields on the edges of industrial neighborhoods. I could sleep on freight trains- a little too well. I’d sleep through the crew change in the town where I wanted to get off, and end up somewhere else. Towns often make me feel like I’m slowly losing my mind but if I can feel the cold night air and see the stars, I can sleep." ✨ Day two from the #MogollonRimTrail is up on my blog. Click the link in my profile to read the whole entry🤓 ✨
"Tinajas, natural depressions in the rock that fill with rainwater, are my favorite water sources. This one is sprinkled in dead bugs and writhing with mosquito larvae but if you find a clear area and put your gatorade bottle all the way under, so it misses the surface bugs, you’ll end up with water that tastes like the earth but is otherwise perfect." ✨ Day 1 from the #MogollonRimTrail is up on my blog! Click the link in my profile to read the whole entry. ✨
Gear!! How much do yall love to talk abt gear? I made a series of stories abt the gear I'll be bringing on the 500ish mile Mogollon Rim Trail in April. Included in the vids are action steps for fighting white supremacy in the outdoors community! Peep the "GEAR" story highlights above to watch. #MogollonRimTrail
The outdoors community is a white supremacist community. What I mean by this is that land managenent agencies, outdoors organizations and outdoors media all predominantly center and uplift the narratives of white outdoorspeople- one narrative being that "wilderness" is an apolitical space. This narrative serves white people (myself included), by scrubbing away the history of genocide and colonialization on which this country was founded, the environmental racism that means communities of color bear the brunt of pollution and ill advised resource extraction, the fact that southern Arizona is a militarized zone in which thousands of refugees are forced into the desert wilderness to their deaths, etc etc. "Wilderness" as imagined by white outdoorspeople in the US does not in fact exist. This "wilderness" is just an illusion, created for the comfort and recreation of white people (like myself). A land of make believe. A place to play pretend. "I go to the wilderness to get away from politics," says the hiker, as he walks on stolen land where thousands of indigenous ppl were murdered, and steps over the bones of immigrants who died there fleeing situations in central america that we facilitated. 🌵 The white supremacist nature of the outdoors community makes it a very safe place for... white supremacists. Disenfranchised white men, most of them, their blood boiling with rage because their place in culture is shifting from being centered in every single aspect to having to share that platform with others. These are the people who do mass shootings. Every single mass shooting in the US in 2018 was done by a white man with far right ideology, ie white supremacism. This is who carried out the mass shooting in New Zealand. 🌵 It's time for white people in the outdoors community (myself included) to name this by name. If you're white, staying silent doesn't mean you're neutral. It means you're complicit. Because whether or not you agree with white supremacy, if you're white you benefit from it. So you have everything to gain for allowing it to continue unchecked. 🌵 What are some good ways you know of to fight white supremacy in the outdoors community?
Springtime poppies, stormclouds, cactus wren nests in the cholla, my babe and dogs, sunshine, and other things I am grateful for. Also my health, trail running, going to bed early enough that I wake up before dawn and get to witness the day being born, and that 8 hours yesterday when instagram was down and I allowed myself to imagine a world without social media. Magic social media, which levels the playing field and decentralizes the narrative in an unprecedented way but which also sucks whole afternoons into its greedy insatiable maw.

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