If there is one thing I love it is thunderstorms. I do not however love them when we are six miles from the car, running down the trail in my Merril hiking boots as the unpredicted thunderstorm is rolling in unbelievably fast. The problem with this particular thunderstorm is our tent set up back at …
I’ve always heard that Twin Lakes near Bridgeport was a fishing mecca and so gorgeous. I finally found my way to Twin Lakes today past ranch after ranch of grazing cattle and down a winding country road that seemed to be taking me to the middle of nowhere. On my drive to Bridgeport up Highway 395 …
I’ve been hiking these Sierra trails all week. Little Carly dog and I have hiked over fifty miles in seven days so far. Carly has been unbelievably well-behaved. Not only has she been well-behaved but she’s eaten her food every afternoon like a champion not just flipping the bowl over like a toddler and glaring …
Kennedy Meadows felt like home. As I began the drive into the mountains after hours in the high desert and on the interstate getting back to the back roads and the pine trees sure felt good. I’ve read so many books on through hiking the PCT (The Cactus Eaters is one of my favorites) and …
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 …