Our first night in the eastern sierras I’m proud to say I did not shit myself. I know, I know, not simple life goals that most people take for granite but I hate snakes and as soon as I approached the campsite creek the first creature I saw was a snake. Luckily it was a Gardner snake …
When I saw the dead deer in the middle of the highway I should have realized that was a bad sign. It was six a.m. and barely light out but just enough sunlight eased over the mountain pass to make out a dead Bambi at the trailhead? I think? I had researched the Clouds Rest …
Once upon a time in a far away land surrounded by bier, brats and more bier and brats I celebrated Oktoberfest the right way. By drinking vats of bier and ingesting thousands of currywursts for five days straight. I also slept in a soggy tent in a field smelling like mold and enjoyed not having …
“Carly your so vain with your fancy purse, I bet you don’t even know this song is about you” These are the words I was serenading my pup with this morning as we wandered up the trail to Shadow Lake. It was early on in our day of hiking and we both had a ton …
First Lake brought back a lot of memories. After all the trails I had hiked in the eastern sierras I hadn’t stepped foot in the sand of the North Fork Trail since I was twenty two. It was a glorious gorgeous hike but it made me sad for friends lost along the way, for a simpler time …