As of today, this blog originates from the east coast. Suburban North Carolina, specifically.
One can argue, and easily win, that the western United States offers a great deal more for the adventure recreationalist. Still, the east coast has a tremendous amount of opportunity for those who love the outdoors. And it’s not hard to find, either.
While I admit that my relocation here more than a decade ago was not driven by the array of natural options I now realize are less than half-a-page-of-an-Atlas away from my cul-de-sac. However, I do remember being pretty pumped to find out I had miles of wooded single-track less than 10 minutes in every direction. (Even though one of the best options is now a snarl of traffic lights, interchanges and of course, a mall. Don’t worry, I’ll spare you the “outdoor guy hates commercialism rant” for now. It’s tired.)
I even sold my surfboard before moving here, not realizing at all that I would be two hours from a decent beach break and only three to one of the most stunning barrier island chains in the country. What a fool.
Today, I can say I’ve been to every corner of the state in pursuit of my passions and still have countless backcounty acres to explore. Tomorrow, I’m heading east to catch whats remaining from a decent waist-high swell. Next weekend, I’m climbing Moore’s Wall. And, we’re also discussing a two day run up to Snowshoe, WV because, well, this year, the east coast ski and board areas are experiencing some of the best conditions in decades. Some even better than what’s going on out west.