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Looks like a trail to me – the end of my Hayduke hike
As I stood in Zion National Park, looking out toward Angels Landing, sadness mingled with joy. I had done it. I finished the Hayduke Trail. I’d
Hayduke hiking the Grand Canyon way
There it was, ahead of us: the descent into the Grand Canyon. The end of our lazy Hayduke hiking days. But also: an end to the bitter cold nights of
Living the easy life on the Hayduke Trail
Bet you weren't expecting that title, were you? To be honest, neither was I. Easy and Hayduke are not words you usually see together in a sentence,
Halfway through the Hayduke Trail
As I'm standing next to the river, I look around and decide this spot will do. It's as good as any other spot. I use my hiking pole to draw a number
Going solo on the Hayduke
We look at each other across the table as realization sets in. This is it. We’re going to have to say goodbye. My hiking partner Hummingbird and I
An alternate reality on the Hayduke Trail
The wind howls around my tent as I write this. I’ve had to reinforce the stakes with ever heavier rocks twice now, and the weather report predicts
Wrapping My Head Around the Hayduke
It is 4.30 in the morning as I write this. And this hasn’t been my only sleepless night the past few weeks. There is something on the horizon for me.