As I type the following, I’m reminded of my childhood when I was instructed to rake the leaves under our backyard oak tree. I sloppily and quickly wrapped up the chore then triumphantly announced to Dad that I was ready for his Teutonic inspection.
He came outside, barely took a glance and tonelessly declared, “It’s starting to look good,” before he silently walked back indoors.
Message received, Dad. Message received.
Here’s my life resume in the worlds of motorsport, backcountry exploration, and adventure travel. It’s starting to look good.
Some of my promotional, editorial and advertising partnerships:
Bombardier Recreational Products (BRP) Rotax, Bridgestone, Briggs & Stratton, BMW, ESPN, Gatorz Eyewear, Honda Racing, Kawasaki Motors Corporation, M4 Exhaust, MyChron, Army National Guard, Oakley, Performance Racing Industry, RACER Magazine, Red Bull Energy Drink, SHIFT, Snap-On, Sonoma Raceway, Sparco, SPEED Channel (RIP), Yamaha.
I have produced editorial for a wide variety of motor sports, including Formula 1, MotoGP, NASCAR, NHRA, AMA Superbike, American LeMans Series, ChampCar and IndyCar, including the Indianapolis 500.
By the standards set forth by Ken Walker Esq., I am a travelling neophyte. Yet by other standards, I’m doing okay. I have visited:
42 of the 50 United States, 27 National Parks, Argentina, Australia, Austria, Belgium, Canada, Chile, Czechoslovakia (before the Czech Republic), Ecuador, England, France, Galapagos Islands, Germany (also West and East, when they were divided), Greece, Ireland, Italy, Japan, Mexico, Mongolia, Netherlands, New Zealand, Poland, Portugal, Russia, Scotland, Switzerland, Turkey, United Arab Emirates, Vatican City, and have over 500,000 road trip miles on my swollen ass.
As for backpacking, over the past 30 years I’ve hiked many remote segments of the John Muir Trail, and the national parks of Yosemite, Lassen, Mt. Rainier, North Cascades, Yellowstone, Grand Teton, Olympic, Glacier, Zion, and Rocky Mountains. Further exploration has been undertaken in South America, Australia and New Zealand. I’ve spent countless nights in the middle of nowhere, usually near a gentle river or beautiful alpine lake, and my wife has all the mosquito bites to prove it.