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Lake of the Woods Highway to Callahan Lodge
Huckleberries are more than a widely available PCT fruit, they are the metaphor. Whatever your adventure is, world travel, or local exploration, we are all just making the effort to experience new things or to relive the old.
Snow Lake to Lake of the Woods Highway
Remember that time when you were going to play in the garden but decided to stay inside for some Netflix and Chill instead because it was too hot? That’s what we are doing from 12pm-3pm, “creekside and chill.”
Mazama to Snow Lake
Reaching our home for the night at Snow Lake was emotional. There was a group of 4 tents taking up the prime camping real estate at the time we arrived, forcing us to find an alternative spot to rest our heads. The 16-hour 27-mile day of heat and steep climbs came to an end just minutes before sunset.
Grouse Hill to Mazama
The real event happened millions of years ago when a blue alien spacecraft crashed deep into the earth, creating a crater-like hole. Overtime, snowmelt filled the crater with water, water that now reflects blue spacecraft at the bottom.
Diamond Lake to Grouse Hill
It was a hot day straight out of the gate. An excessive heat warning was issued for the area and we were feeling it by 9am. Sweat dripped from my eyelashes down to my cheeks, even with moderate tree shade and my sunbrella fully deployed.
Maidu Lake to Diamond Lake
It couldn’t have been a mile down before we ran into an America Ninja Warrior-style obstacle course of HUGE down trees. The carnage looked more like the product of an avalanche than it did a wind storm.
Whitefish Horse Camp to Maidu Lake
Hiking is kind of like a penetration test for the soul (for non-IT people, a penetration test is when company A pays Company B to find network/infrastructure weaknesses). The older we get, the more we have to reflect back on.
Maiden Peak Shelter to Shelter Cove to Whitefish Horse Camp
Only one other person visited the shelter after we tucked ourselves in last night. The man in his 50s wanted to check things out, but not to stay. He
Stormy Lake to Maiden Peak Shelter
My morning bowel movement made going outside a necessity, an act I paid for with dozens of bites where the sun don’t shine. Appreciate your ability to poop without getting assaulted by bugs, appreciate it.
Elk Lake to Stormy Lake
I need to take a minute and apologize to you, Oregon. When I said those mean things in earlier posts, I was upset because my skin hates you. Now that we have gotten to spend more time together, I am finally seeing you for the national treasure you are.