Over the weekend, my buddies and I accidentally camped in a valley near a pack of wild coyotes. It turned out to be a sleepless night of maintaining a strong fire and keeping watch over your brothers. A perfect metaphor for responsibilities that matter. Each time I venture out to the mountains there is always a lesson to be learned and a story to be told. As I walk through the forests, the purity of nature soothes my soul… I can reflect about my existence, see my intentions clearly & cleanse my spirit. There is no room for bullshit, it’s only way to get to know a man. We must stand up, maintain an internal fire and fight for what matters even when nature is pitted against you. I find unlimited strength in myself.