Sometimes you run the mountain. Sometimes the mountain runs you. Old Grayback definitely made me her bitch today. That’s the life of a hiker and outdoor adventurer. Not every hike has you feeling athletic as you sweat, limp and okay maybe cry trekking up a 10,000-foot mountain in the fog, possibly soaking wet. I’ve hiked …
Summiting Mt Whitney is one of my all-time favorite treks into the eastern Sierra wilderness. It’s difficult, it’s rewarding and sometimes it requires you to poo in a wagbag and carry out your waste. Summiting this gorgeous fourteen hundred foot mountain is not every hiker’s cup of tea (Or pouch of GU if you are …
This mornings July sunrise was one of the most gorgeous I had ever seen in a long time. The sky was full of pre-thunder storm wispy clouds and stripped with pinks and purples. It was a stunningly gorgeous sight as we parked the truck near the bottom of the Skyline Trail. Looking back now, I’m …
Last week I had to tell my pup to “Drop it!” on the trail. Why was Dog Mom raising her voice this time? Because man’s best friend had part of a deer leg, hoove still attached, in her mouth. Being that I am the best Dog Mom ever (In her pea-brained mind) she was thrilled …
I’ve got my fingers crossed that Santa does not deliver a case of Giardia to The Hungry Mountaineer this holiday season after I had to do the ultimate wilderness culture no-no yesterday and drink from a crystal clear creek on my seven hour-long trek up San Gorgonio, the highest mountain peak in Southern California.