You know you are a horseplayer when you just can’t stop calling Tioga Lake Tiago Lake after a semi-famous Peruvian jockey. Maybe it was the smoke filling my lungs and cutting off the flow to my brain but I just can’t seem to call this lake by its proper name. Or maybe it’s because I …
My day in Yosemite National Park started out weird; I hiked almost two miles in the wrong direction on the wrong trail, I slammed my thumb in my car door and then I saw a dead Bambi marking the entrance to the park. After I paid my thirty dollar entry fee ( When did this park …
Last month my boyfriend and were struggling up Meysan Lakes Trail in the hot July sunshine. Well I was bitching and moaning about seventy degrees at eight a.m. Being SO HOT. Sigh. I hope I survive India. When we go to India in four months I will not be hiking three thousand feet up a …
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 …