To The Hills

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To The Hills follows my adventures – a Wisconsin-native hiker, geocacher, and adventurer. While we walk God’s green earth, there are places to be, and stories to tell.

This is where I tell them.

Enjoy engaging and introspective commentary throughout the trails, lakes and forests of the Midwest. Laugh – or cry – along as the stories unfold. See the sights with select nature photography (included in your subscription, no purchase necessary).

“I lift up my eyes to the hills – where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.” -Psalm 121:1-2

  • Concerning Narnia and the North ~ Part 2

    Try and remember a time in your life when you forgot all of your troubles. Or, maybe you didn’t forget, but they shrunk. They became much, much smaller – almost as small as they should be. I feel this way… Continue reading

    Concerning Narnia and the North ~ Part 2

  • Concerning Narnia and The North ~ Part 1

    It’s exactly 6:36 AM. I’m only half-awake, and I’m barreling down a state park road in my 1995 Honda Accord. I’m trying, and failing, to drive the speed limit, which is 25mph. The sky is clear, but otherwise it’s a… Continue reading

    Concerning Narnia and The North ~ Part 1

  • Concerning Family, Fish Tacos, and Five-Hour Energy

    They say a picture is worth a thousand words. I have two thoughts concerning that statement. First, why not just…use a thousand words? And second, why not use both? But I digress. I guess one can suffice if the other… Continue reading

    Concerning Family, Fish Tacos, and Five-Hour Energy

  • In Which I Realize That Life Isn’t About Girls

    The temperature is just barely low enough where if you’re sitting or standing still, you feel the cold. My bare hands are resting on my lap, and they’re starting to turn a frigid shade of red. I could take my… Continue reading

    In Which I Realize That Life Isn’t About Girls

  • Psalm 121 and Potential Hypothermia

    It was raining. After work, I parked in my driveway, dumped my stuff on the kitchen table, changed into something that could get soaked, grabbed my raincoat, and left the house. The temperature was mid-sixties, so I wasn’t too worried… Continue reading

    Psalm 121 and Potential Hypothermia

“I lift up my eyes to the hills – where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.”

Psalm 121:1-2
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