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Ammi Midstokke: When napping is better than hiking, or not

I rather assumed that being fickle was just part of my female constitution.


Ammi Midstokke: Some things are best left to the professionals

I have this neighbor kid who got himself a little plow. He’s one of seven children named after confederate generals, which is exactly how I do so well at Trivial …


Ammi Midstokke: What we seek and find in the Great Outdoors

“I’m leaving,” I say. My person is staring at me with a face that looks something like a hybrid of a sad Labrador puppy and a lumberjack who lost his …


Ammi Midstokke: Remedies for the Christmas Crash

Christmas, by far, is the most manic of the holidays. In a strange sort of bipolar roller coaster of stress and gluttony, of joy and relatives, wrapping then unwrapping, we …


Ammi Midstokke: A guide to developing intimacy for the outdoors person

It is no secret that some outdoors people might struggle with intimacy when it comes to other humans, and thus spend much time in the wilderness where humans are few …


Ammi Midstokke: The importance of tradition regardless of discomfort

As the holiday season is upon us, many of us are forced to take part in and reflect upon family traditions. The word “tradition” somehow supersedes any logical relevance, joy, …


Ammi Midstokke: The continuing education of a homesteader

Once, I took a class on building birdhouses. I thought it had all the basic carpentry skills I would need, no matter that the wood was precut. There was glue, …


Ammi Midstokke: Every good parent takes family to Burning Man for vacation

It wasn’t that I’d always dreamed of going to Burning Man.


Ammi Midstokke: Rehabilitation for the resistant

“Don’t you dare tell me to take up swimming,” I warn the surgeon. He’s is visibly struggling not to roll his eyes.


Ammi Midstokke: Getting out of your box and into a boat

When you live in the Great Northwest, just going into your garden is a nature experience. For some reason, that seems to satisfy many of the masses and it would …


Ammi Midstokke: Knitting season arrives with misguided optimism

Every season that comes, I sigh with relief at the end of the associated seasonal labor and optimistically plan what I will do with all my free time.


Ammi Midstokke: That time a worst nightmare came true

When you live alone in the mountains with a kid, relying on solar power and YouTube instructional videos to keep your house running, you have a different set of fears …


Ammi Midstokke: Pursuing friendships and other excuses to play outside

A while back something shifted in the universe and I found myself in a position to accept applications for new friends. There had been some moving of schools, moving of …


Ammi Midstokke: Church on the water – morning rituals on skis

The rising sun is already casting its soft light on the lake as we pull up to the marina. It’s quiet but for a few morning sounds – birds, bees, …


Ammi Midstokke: Rest and other charlatan treatments

I do all the things we’re supposed to do to take care of our bodies. I drink moderately (sometimes moderately more), I eat a ridiculous amount of salad, I sleep …


Ammi Midstokke: New ways of exploring: Paddle board expeditions

Some of my favorite friends are the ones with a ridiculous sense of adventure and a impulse buying habit.


Ammi Midstokke: Tenant troubles for backwoods landlords

I am not sure if there is ever a particularly pleasant place in which to encounter a nest of wasps, but I am sure that doing so while dangling from …


Ammi Midstokke: Midlife crisis for backwoods girls

I don’t need a fast car. Fast cars are low to the ground and red and wouldn’t make it past the first gravel pitch of my driveway on a good …


Ammi Midstokke: Mother Nature has its own plans for my garden

This spring, my garden is going to be done


Ammi Midstokke: The story of a boy, a boat, and love at first bite

Kara Berlin was living the aspirational life of any young urbanite.


Ammi Midstokke: If life were an ultramarathon

Fact: While I have now completed an ultramarathon, this does not make me an ultramarathoner. The former suggests I survived. The latter suggests I


Ammi Midstokke: Magic and other desperate means of motivation

I was in Germany and fighting a recurring bout of bronchitis. I knew because I had it earlier that season and I was brilliantly attempting to ignore it and run …


Ammi Midstokke: Relationship therapy with your body

I am a believer of science. Inasmuch, I have accepted that, as a general rule, I know next to nothing about pretty much every topic with few exceptions: nutrition, Bruce …


Ammi Midstokke: Correspondence from the Serengeti

The sun is setting behind a cloud cover of blue hues as the greens and browns of the Serengeti fade to the monochrome of night. When the day loses color, …


Ammi Midstokke: The gentle reminders of Mother Nature

I don’t always like going outside. Outside it is cold and wet. The snow, apparently here to stay this year, is deep and heavy.


Ammi Midstokke: Big things, little things, and perspective

I lost a friend to suicide this week. It was the kind of shocking loss that leaves you confused and asking questions that may never be answered.


Ammi Midstokke: Raising a generation of accidental conservationists

“Are we democrats or republicans?” asked my 10-year-old on our way out to Pinnacles National Park in California. Honestly, I’d rather have


Ammi Midstokke: Russians shower cold, too

Back in the day, I lived in Germany and had a roommate from Estonia. Among teaching me how to make traditional Russian Borscht and other things, she also explained to …


Ammi Midstokke: More things we never recommend you do

Let me preface this week’s adventures with a very hearty do-not-try-this-at-home. Unless you have to. Then ignore the warning.


Ammi Midstokke: The inevitability of extinction

“You’ll want to go on safari,” said my mom, “before those animals are extinct.” The extinction we’re trying to beat is Scott’s. He wants to climb Kilimanjaro before he wins …