The Lockbox Trail
*This one came from wanting to write something patient and quiet, where the fetish isn't a fast track to release but a slow-burning…
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*This one came from wanting to write something patient and quiet, where the fetish isn't a fast track to release but a slow-burning…
*I wanted to write a story where two people who are basically flirting through insults finally collide in a hot, dusty place.
*This one came from a quiet place, something about the intimacy of a shared secret at a loud event, and how the best first times are often…
Let me tell you about the worst idea I've had in years, and I once tried to learn kiteboarding at thirty-four.
Akari Ortega was thirty-four years old and she was sulking about a granola bar she hadn't lost yet.
I got the tent up in about twenty minutes, which felt like a personal record considering I had not slept in a real bed in six months…
I turned twenty-nine on a Tuesday, which is the worst day to have a birthday at a campground café.
Wade Caulfield took the last exit before the town of Tropic and drove up the switchbacks with the windows down.
*Just a story about two old-timers who find a little comfort in a cold forest.
The GPS said Ponderosa Pines Campground was twelve miles off the highway, but the GPS had already lied to me twice, so I trusted the…
I am thirty-eight years old and I spent last Saturday being yelled at by a man in a foam tent hat, and that is somehow not even the worst…
Danny Kimura was twenty-nine years old and he could count on one hand the number of conversations he'd had that lasted longer than a…
The gravel road hadn't changed.
My name is Shauna Snow, I'm fifty-two years old, and until last Friday I had never in my life been exactly where I was standing at dusk…
Vickie Richardson was forty-one years old and driving a mail truck up a gravel road in the Cascade foothills, and she thought, not for the…
The Ponderosa Campground sat at the end of a gravel road that had been trying to shake my car apart for the last twenty minutes.
I hit Eagle's Perch Overlook at dusk, six hours of climbing in my legs and a first place medal from the regional cook-off still rattling…
I'm sitting on Timmy's porch with a glass of iced tea going warm beside me, and I want the record to show that when he asked me to water…
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Most outdoors stories take 15 to 24 minutes, and the average is 20. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.