About Sharon
Sharon Trammell is an accomplished author, forager, and outdoor storyteller whose work bridges the worlds of healing and the wild. She has written across genres—including her memoir Becoming Strength, the woman’s self-help guide I Swiped Left Again, and her survivalist foraging cookbook Eat Off the Land. Whether writing about personal growth or the natural world, Sharon’s mission is to help others thrive—mentally, physically, and spiritually—through resilience, connection, and creativity.
Her writing has been recognized by the Northwest Outdoor Writers Association (NOWA), where she earned first place in the 2024 Excellence in Craft Competition, and she now serves on its board of directors. Sharon’s work has also appeared in publications like Salmon Trout Steelheader, where she contributed both words and photography for a cover feature.
Drawing on her educational background in psychology and her lifelong passion for foraging, Sharon blends storytelling, holistic wellness, and outdoor adventure to inspire readers to live fully and in tune with the natural world.
Outdoor Life
Pictured here: Sharon, with a fall chinook harvested in August 2024 at Oregon's popular Buoy 10 with, guide Logan Ellis
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Mushroom hunting has been a favorite fall and spring activity ever since I moved to Oregon in 2013! Pictured here is a lobster mushroom harvested from an old growth forest in the Oregon coast range.
Cooking over a campfire is one of my favorite activities. Here in the PNW we camp from April to October, weather notwithstanding!
Pictured: My daughter, enjoying the new boat more than she lets on.
Imagine it is August. You just set up camp, in a beautiful forested campground with a cool breeze blowing from the west, where the ocean is located half mile away. You are getting ready to go harvest to some fresh Oregon Dungeness crab in the morning. Setting out your stove on the wooden picnic table, you look under it, and to your surprise, you find a flush of lobster mushrooms! Harvested and washed, they get added to a diner of strip steak cooked over the camp stove!
Days like this are hard to beat! Walking through the mossy forest floor, searching for the bright yellow of chanterelles, while inhaling the scent of the first big rain of the season in early November. As you walk beneath a fir tree with needles slightly wet as they brush your arm, you spot something that looks slightly like a shaped stick. Bending to examine it, you see that it is a deer shed, miraculously saved from the teeth of small critters like mice who gnaw at them every spring!