Poop Pyramids, Camp Food Porn, and Facing Fears

Here’s What Happened When The Mountains Called Me … Again

Riding Dirty — author is featured mid gravel ride with mud splatter (not poop!)

“We’ve got what you’d call a poop pyramid situation,” my loving boyfriend thoughtfully explained the engineering feat of the pyramid as I tuned out and shuddered in disgust.

Despite literally visualizing the happy-faced poop emoji, I somehow couldn’t reconcile…