It’s forty-five degrees and I wish I was wearing shorts right now. I’ve been slugging up this long snowy hill for what feels like miles. It has actually been miles, four of them exactly since I left my car at the locked forestry gate shut down tight until the snow melts in the spring. That’s …
I cant believe I have lived in these mountains for my whole life and never had a run in with a skunk. Until yesterday that is. Living all of my thirty-two years in Southern California, of course, I have smelled skunk constantly over the years; people hit them with their cars on the freeways of …
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 …