It’s been a long time since I limped around like an old donkey yet here I am again. I’ve decided to find my inner trail runner. She’s in here somewhere, hidden away for years between so much work, a new hobby of sourdough bread baking and betting on the ponies. This old donkey really needed …
The South Fork Lakes are a joke. And I don’t mean like a pangolin. Oh, maybe that was the South Park pandemic special. As I trekked up into the Golden Trout Wilderness this last week these were the thoughts I was pondering (And I was thinking the Comedy Central t.v. show with Cartman was called …
If it’s July and I’m anywhere in my home state of California then I hope and pray I’m somewhere on a trail in the eastern Sierra Nevada Mountain Range. I have an unhealthy lust for the craggy mountains and the pine-filled forests. I yearn to swim in the alpine lakes, still freezing cold with snow …
I will be the first to admit, I climb 14,000 mountain peaks so I can consume delicious fried foods, or the foods formally known as fried foods because now I own an air fryer! Turning forty years old obviously means trying to maintain somewhat of an athletic body. ( Even if we are in the …
On my 40th birthday after planning for months to scale one hell of a mountain peak, you can bet your ass I would enjoy some buffalo blue cheese something or other. I mean, that is, eventually, but first I had to hike twenty-four miles or so with over 6,000 feet elevation gain. I was excited …