Often I want hikes to last longer than they do; I want time to slow. This could be for a variety of reasons: The view is so beautiful that the minutes, hours I have to take it in — It is never enough. Or the memories created at that spot, on that trail, on that mountain — They are ones I desire to hold onto because I know they will escape and fade, despite my attempts to grasp them. Or, like this day, I could want the hike to last for a more simple reason: To stretch time in the wilderness with my sister and fiance before life gets in the way again.
Category: Trails
Hiking is humbling. It is the only place where one can feel infinitesimal and yet mighty at the same time. Here are our trail stories . . .
It’s April Fool’s Day — a time for jokes and pranks and hoaxes. A time to instill doubt, second-guesses, concern, dare I say a smidge bit of worry. A time when trusting individuals are turned to fools, and loyal individuals become tricksters. April Fool’s Day — a time when . . . let’s be honest . . . a time when Andrew proposed to me.
The farther we hiked, the more comforted we were in being alone. After forging the river, we had the forest to ourselves. We felt like children, darting across and splashing in the water, jumping on rocks, laughing. Life was innocent, light, carefree — another magical quality of forests.
I was on the hunt for a great winter hiking hat. On hikes where the temperature drops below freezing and camps in single digits, I wanted a hat that would allow me to enjoy the winter outdoors. Here’s my review on my hiking beanie.
Someone once told me leather boots are like a good relationship: They take a lotta work but they’re worth it so don’t give up on them easily. Knowing this commitment, I went in with patience and a positive attitude. Sadly, that wasn’t enough to hold onto these backpacking boots.
This was our first snow hike, and it left us admiring the landscape, feeling appreciative to have winding trails and mountains like this one to climb.
This gear review will lead you to one item of clothing I am loving this winter: my down vest.
This hike feel short, too quick — like the setting sun, which burst in color then sank into the water.
Our boots were splattered with thick clay and brown mud, and it made me realize we don’t have to travel to the mountains for hikes. Some days, it’s okay to take a different path because there is beauty everywhere. You just have to look.
Our first hike together in 2018 comes with possible bear markings, a vista that has dramatic drop offs, and — of course — another dose of direction miscalculations.
Winter hikes have some of the most magical views but to enjoy them, you’re going to need to dress warm and wear a base layer. Here’s that review!
“I’ll burn my old boots,” I began thinking. “To save Usua and me, I’ll burn my old boots.” I was entering a moment of desiring hope, a moment of needing a pick-me-up, and that’s when Usua turned to me — red-nosed, hat icing over, hands stuffed deep into her pockets, scarf wound four times around her neck — and she looked right at me and said, “Vwe get loust to-gether, vwe die to-gether.” Reassuring.
Let’s jump right in and call it what it is because it — in all of its glory — is a pee device for females, it is my appendage, it is my other best and will-not-hike-without purchase.
Let’s talk about one of the best hiking purchases I ever made: my hydration bladder.