The Ramblin’ Appalachian

Recent Ponderings

The South’s Curiosities [Museum of Wonder]

The South is a curious place — partly people, partly environment, partly history. Butch’s Museum of Wonder might be one of the most curious manifestations of the Southern experience. He’s been referred to as the ‘Father of Intertwanglism’, which I’d never heard of until discovering his artwork; and I find it wildly relatable to anyone who has ever…

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Finding Peace in North Carolina’s Blue Ridge

Every year around my birthday I always like to treat myself to a lesson; sometimes that lesson is self-care and culture immersion on a beach in Mexico or Spain, sometimes it’s something far deeper.  Disconnecting in the Blue Ridge is something far deeper. There is a lesson in testing your strength, and there is a…

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Beginner Bikepacking: The C&O Canal, harpers Ferry to D.C.

Once you get a gravel bike—and a whole world of routes and good fun enters your world—it’s a quick and slippery slope into exploring bikepacking.  Lucky for me, I currently call Washington, D.C. home, and one of the most confident-inspiring bikepacking routes ends (or begins) right in my theoretical backyard: The C&O Canal Towpath.  Full…

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West Virginia Summer: A fleeting evening in Photos

I’m not so sure what’s special about these photos on their own. What I am sure about is that, together, they capture the essence of a late West Virginia summer. Something that starts with plucking the embellishments for dinner from the garden. That ends with the sky on fire. But not until after its softly…

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Playlist: Asheville, NC (A week long interlude)

If life goes in cycles, every September my entire being finds its way making a stretch to North Carolina. A stone throw of comfort away from my homeland; just far enough to feel lofty and new in my brain all week and put on a playlist that gets me there. Enjoy.

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About Sara Lea
I’ve spent some time a moving river across the Atlantic, above the Mason-Dixon, and beyond the Mississippi, but my Appalachian roots always bring me perspective and peace.

I started seeing a river as less of needing to keep moving and more of being able to shape what’s around it. I used to have a Southern chip on my shoulder until I realized it did way more good to embrace it and share it in the right ways.


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