The coffee was made. Our formally frozen sleeping bags defrosted and most of our camping gear put away, we were ready to conquer the mountain. We both changed into our short shorts, grabbed our packs and began the trek up to White Mountain. The beginning of the hike started at almost 12,000 feet so it …
My boyfriend and I have a running joke that every meal he cooks for me is the best thing he has ever made me. I feel like every time I take Carly on an adventure it is the best day of her life. We use the word “adventure” in our household now because she can understand …
It was eighty five degrees as we slowly, grudgingly hiked out of the canyon. My foot ached as I slowly put one foot in front of the other and tried to concentrate on not puking. I was chugging water even though I was not thirsty in the least bit, as I lurched uphill slowly. I …
Did anyone else meet a friendly gold miner Memorial Day Weekend? That’s what happens when you take the wrong dirt road back to the truck while taking the doggies on a walk about and decide to “save time” by cutting cross country through Bucks Brush, cacti and Jeffrey Pines. This short cut turned out to be …
“Trekking poles are for walking and not fetching!” Just one of the things I may or may not have hollered at Carly on our nature walk this morning. I may be disabled and mostly out of commission as far as the working out goes but that doesn’t mean Carly gets to be a couch potato. If …