1566 To Russia, With Love
It’s official: the trail has gone totally rogue and jumped continents. We’ve walked so far west that we are in … Continue reading 1566 To Russia, With Love
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1543 The Trinity Alps, With Gusto
I’m writing this from my perch on a craggy point high up in the Trinity Alps. Layer upon layer of … Continue reading 1543 The Trinity Alps, With Gusto
1516 A Glorious Day
The stars are bright and the moon rises orange, but I pay in sleep for the beauty of my cowboy … Continue reading 1516 A Glorious Day
1498 A Little Bit Rattled
Sometimes tough days end spectacularly well, with new friends and grand vistas. But first you have to get through the … Continue reading 1498 A Little Bit Rattled
1494 Feeling Legit in Castella
At the highway we head our separate ways, with packages in three different towns and plans to meet up in … Continue reading 1494 Feeling Legit in Castella
1468 Afternoon of a Fawn
The trail crosses and then follows the McCloud River, which I’d like to think is so named because it is … Continue reading 1468 Afternoon of a Fawn
1446 Making Friends with Speed
Last night the almost solstice moon rose almost full and so bright I actually went outside to be sure no … Continue reading 1446 Making Friends with Speed
1425 Make your own Solstice
Last night I kept poking my head out of the tent hoping the full moon would pass through the narrow … Continue reading 1425 Make your own Solstice
1416* In Medias Res
How strange it is to begin in the middle of things. Burney Falls flowing just like I left it, sun … Continue reading 1416* In Medias Res
I am a LASHER now.
LASHER: (noun). [L(ong) A(ss) S(ection H(iker)]. Someone who hikes long trails in massive, even state-sized, chunks. 400, 600, 1400 miles … Continue reading I am a LASHER now.
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