
ERIN MILLER
Erin Miller was born in the Great White North, otherwise known as Whitecourt, Alberta, Canada, where she lived until her tweens, when her parents divorced and her adventure seeking mother moved her and her brother to the white sand beaches of the sleepy fishing village of Bahia Kino, Sonora, Mexico. Growing up between worlds, Erin developed a passion for nature and the environment and a love of being nomadic. Erin met her equally adventurous husband Carl on the return end of a wander through Central America. When they aren’t living in a tent, or traipsing from hostel to budget hotel, they call Bend, Oregon their home. Erin is always dreaming up adventures, loves being outdoors, and is most content when she’s wild and free, her tangled hair matted with sand or pine needles.
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What the Trail Taught Me
It is difficult to put into words how the trail changed me, or how much it taught me; I just know that I am not the same person I was when my tender feet first stepped out of Blue Moon’s car and into the powdered dirt at the southern terminus. It isn’t always obvious...
Back to Reality…Nah…
The party was over; Krav and Littlefeet needed to be getting home. Krav had to be back at work, and Littlefeet needed to wrap his brain around life after the trail. Bearclaw and I still had a few days of vacation left and had decided we would head back to Rainy Pass...
Castle Pass to Manning Park, Canada
August 16, 2015 Day 16: Castle Pass to Manning Park, Canada Miles: 12.48 Total Miles: 2,660 Miles to Go: 0 We ate breakfast with Littlefeet, but it was hard to stay present. We were all too excited. Only four short miles stood between us and Canada. Big breath. It was...