2017 was a WILD ride! I started the year off in Asheville, NC on the AT. A few weeks later, we welcomed my third nephew, Wells into the world. The rest of the year was a roller coaster of events.🙃
In April, I had to make the heart wrenching decision to send my horse, Crimson King to heaven. In June, I drove out west and fell in love with the mountains. In August, I quit my job and drove back to those mountains to help produce a documentary, @3mphfilm. From August to November I lived out of my Jeep, cheap motels and/or a tent with access to one shower a week. I survived off of ramen noodles, hot sauce and tortillas. I was lucky to be able to call Wyoming, Colorado and New Mexico "home" for periods of time. Although social media has a way of making moments look picturesque, 2017 was far from easy for my spirit. Taking huge risks made me at times feel completely lost and very blue. (Sometimes literally. My hair went from pink, to blue to green.) But I am so thankful that I took the risks I did which ultimately enabled me to live a year filled with adventure. I've learned so much about myself and what lights me up. My brother in law, Andy told me recently that I'm living a life that will make for amazing stories for my grandchildren someday. I think that's pretty flippin' awesome.🤙🏼
Looking at a (very) busy calendar ahead, I know I wouldn't be heading into a year of adventure if I hadn't taken a leap of fate in August. I am so blessed to have a loving and supportive family, a wonderful guy who constantly encourages me to be great, and a polka dot hound that has stuck by my side through the many miles of bumpy road and trail. Sully has been to 15+ states and counting!🐶
If I have one bit of advice to share from my insane journey through 2017, I'd say take risks. You'll never know where you could end up if you don't step outside of your box. Cheers to 2017 being the craziest year yet! I'm looking forward to 2018 and seeing where it takes me and Sully.✨#2017bestnine
What mornings used to look like not too long ago. Dirt covered feet precariously positioned perhaps too close to my instant coffee doctored with hoarded McDonald's sugar and creamer. Paired with tortillas drenched in multiple types of Cholula and wrapping up breakfast with a spoonful (or two) of cookie butter. I do miss that weird, offbeat, carb fueled and magical life.🍞
This was at Gunsite Pass in Wyoming. I cried when we reached the summit because I couldn't comprehend the beauty of the landscape surrounding me as I overlooked the start of the Wind River Range. This land is our land. It's our job to protect it if we want to continue to enjoy these views and ensure that generations to come will be able to do the same. Please use your voice and stand up. #UnitedOutside
Our first annual McRose Chili Cook Off, the first Thanksgiving at the lake, a boozy carriage ride through the country accompanied with oodles of laughs and memories made. I am full of love, wine and thanks. #thankful
4 years ago I scooped up this polka dot pup from the @humanesociety and he's been at my heels (or 100 yards in front of me) ever since. Back in August when I asked you "Hey Sully! Do you want to go on an adventure?" It definitely wasn't what either of us had envisioned. Through all of the cactus crawls, rock scrambles, coyote calls and Walmart parking lots, you still stuck by my side. Maybe sometimes reluctantly. Our first mile on trail you fell to the ground faking an injury so you wouldn't have to carry your own pack. There were a few moments I thought you were going to call up Sarah McLachlan and start singing "In The Arms of the Angels" to her over the phone but lucky for me, you don't have opposable thumbs. Thanks for being my polka dot sidekick through all of our adventures. Happy Gotcha Day, (Mookie / Mookenstein / B.Jones / Chili Dog) Sully!!!🐶💙
By extreme awesome dumb luck and happenstance, Nick, Sully and I were in the middle of nowhere during the Solar Eclipse. We took a break by a pond to have lunch, sipped on some beers we had packed out and experienced totality just the 3 of us. It was nothing shy of pure magic.🌑#flashbackfriday
After a 3 month hiatus, I finally got my horse fix yesterday. Perhaps a face only a mother could love but this goofball sure does know how to make me smile. I didn't think it was physically possible to miss the smell of horses so much.💕
And just like that it's over. We're heading towards Georgia today feeling bittersweet. Being a part of 3MPH has meant more to me than I would have ever imagined. Our diverse, offbeat, hilarious, insane and talented crew feels like a family now. We have some of the weirdest inside jokes (MmmMmm) and made more memories than I can count. Together, we experienced some extreme highs and lows... Getting sponsors was a high. One of the tires nearly falling off of the Yeti was a pretty good low. It felt at times that the lows were outweighing the highs but ultimately the tribulations brought us all closer and I've never been part of a stronger team. This project has thrown me completely out of my comfort zone. I've learned a lot about myself and what lights me up. I feel like a different person now from when I first decided to drive west in August. I'm a better person because of this project and I can't help but feel thankful that I had the opportunity to experience this adventure. Today's long drive back to the Peach State will be a tough one but I'll continue to reminisce and rock out to 90's jams to keep myself from ugly crying. I am ready for the next adventure.
Last night we pulled over to take in one of our final New Mexico sunsets. Now I'm sitting at McDonalds in Lordsburg because they have coffee and a bathroom. I've been wearing my favorite striped shirt for 5 days. U2 just came on as a reminder of this weird, wild, crazy adventure we've been on.
"I wanna feel sunlight on my face. I see the dust-cloud disappear without a trace. I wanna take shelter from the poison rain.
Where the streets have no name." Welp. That sums it up. Soaking up our last day out here and having all the feels.💫
It's hard to believe that this chapter of the adventure is coming to an end. As much as I'm looking forward to being home in Georgia with my own bed and toilet (oh, and seeing my family and friends too!) I will miss this crazy life. This was taken back in August. My first morning out here waking up in Yellowstone. It feels like yesterday.✨
This weekend we traded in our trail runners for some dancing shoes. It was a whirlwind of a trip but my heart is filled with so much joy that we were able to celebrate Chris and Kathryn's marriage. Not to mention, I had this stud muffin by my side.😍Nick was officially thrown to the wolves with his initial hazing from the Rosentrater / Auclair /Healey / Simonds' family and to quote my peeps; "He's stuck with us now." It's a bittersweet ending to a beautiful weekend and I can't only feel thankful for having such an incredible family. Now back to the trail to finish our documentary, @3mphfilm!