Back in 1984 some little adventure bug must have made its way into the room as I was born in Marquette, MI. My family then moved to Western MA where my little brother joined us, but the bug stuck with me. My parents are teachers and so summers were always filled with work and then adventure. As soon as my brother and I could be expected to walk 5 miles without keeling over we began doing family backpacking trips.
I loved these trips and as I got older, sought out my own. I went to Alaska and Washington with SCA in high school, to France as a nanny right out of high school, back to Europe for two semesters in college, down to Ecuador as an English teacher and off to Australia and New Zealand.
Most recently, after replenishing my mind and wallet in Western MA for a few months, that little bug weaseled its way back in and decided it was time to mix my love of the outdoors and good physical work with a new adventure out to the Southwest. Growing up in a family where camping was viewed as the cat’s pajama’s I’m looking forward to spending my days working and my evenings swapping stories with other crew members, eating food that always tastes better than expected and playing cards (maybe!).
