2094 North Again, Alone Again
Today started with a day hike. And with the idea for what was supposed to be day hike. I’ve been … Continue reading 2094 North Again, Alone Again
Today started with a day hike. And with the idea for what was supposed to be day hike. I’ve been … Continue reading 2094 North Again, Alone Again
Everything is dominated by the mosquitoes today. Everything. They determine my pace, limit my breaks and keep me from swimming … Continue reading 1951 Doing the Mosquito Dash
The clouds descend in the night, filling the valley until there is nothing but crisp sunshine above by morning. A … Continue reading 1974 My Siblings are Mountains
They call it a town vortex for a reason: it’s so easy to get caught up in the swirl of … Continue reading 1993 The Lonely Path to Sisters is Paved in Gold
My morning starts with Russell creek, the only notoriously dangerous water crossing in Oregon. It’s not especially wide or deep, … Continue reading 2030 Beauty and the Burn
Over the past few days poison oak has given way to holly and Oregon grape, brilliant chartreuse wolf lichen has … Continue reading 1761 Weaving through A Horizontal Forest
By early morning I can no longer pretend that the pitter-patter on my tarp is the sound of pine needles … Continue reading 1740 On a Grey Day, the Trail Provides
Around 9am I finally manage to say my reluctant goodbyes to Stephen and Onyx. I set out alone, walking the … Continue reading 1715 Strawberry Hills Forever
Aside from the Oregon border (woot!!!) Section R has been a bit underwhelming. Sure, there have been some pretty flowers … Continue reading 1700 Rest and Reunions at Callahans