In 2019, I was at Lake Winnipesaukee and my left strap just… gave up. I was standing on the dock, holding a lukewarm seltzer, and suddenly I felt a sharp ping—the kind of sound a guitar string makes when it snaps—and my dignity followed shortly thereafter. I spent the rest of the afternoon clutching a …
Most of the equipment guides you read online are written by people who have never actually stood in a freezing creek in the Sierra Nevadas at 6:00 AM. They just link to the most expensive stuff on Amazon because they want the commission. It makes me want to throw my Estwing pick through a window. …
It was July 14th, 2022, and I was at the Oak Ridge community pool. I was wearing a $6 leopard print string bikini from Shein that I thought made me look like a Bond girl. I didn’t. I looked like a person wearing six dollars’ worth of polyester. I jumped off the low diving board—nothing …
