I had just fallen down a twenty foot snowy slope. Right after the fall I was still grasping my left hand, a little panicked that it might be broken but still hobbling slowly and carefully up hill. I don’t think I have ever hated switch backs like I did in that moment. Which …
Living in a mountain forest a little more than a hundred miles from the Pacific Ocean there are many days that we can look over the rim of the mountain and see a sea of haze and clouds five thousand feet down below. It happens constantly in June. In California …
A friend asked me today if I had ever had shin splits with all the running I do. No but I’ve had Shin Shits! Haaahhaaahaaa! Oh wait, is that only funny to me? I guess it’s funny now, because I’m wearing clean pants. It was not funny when I was twenty two years old, …
I celebrated my birthday last week with some of the best friends a girl could ask for. Most “great birthdays” don’t begin with waking up at three a.m. but this one did. At three A.M. I left my mountain town and made a beeline for the Sierras where my friends had already set up …
Every one always asks me how do I live this mountain life? How do I deal with the snow and the fires, and the fire storm evacuations and the bears and the cougars? The same way they deal with the smog, the heat and the gansta’s in the valley below me. I love my mountain life …