My ascent began through quiet, rain-soaked birch woods, where golden leaves were strewn all over the ground. I was alone in the wet woods as I focused on climbing higher, walking quickly to warm myself – and for the shear fun of exertion. I climbed through thick fog, feeling myself enveloped in mist, and then, just as I cleared treeline, I rose though the fog, too.
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“The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.” Eleanor Roosevelt “Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body,
A few nights ago, before embarking on a cross country road trip and going AWOL from the blogosphere for a couple days, I wrote about my unsuccessful attempts to summit Vermont’s high point, Mount Mansfield. Last Sunday, the Fates smiled upon me, and I reached the summit in one of
In all the time I’ve spent hiking, there haven’t been many mountains that have stumped me, that have sent me back down to the trailhead before making it to the summit. Katahdin did that once. Vermont’s Mount Mansfield did it four times. My first attempt at Mansfield was in March
As I mentioned last week, I spent two months (mid-August to mid-October) hiking in Northern New England this year. Along the way, I’ve met some very interesting people–some wonderful “single-serving friends*.” I enjoy hiking in the woods alone. By myself, I notice details that I sometimes miss when lost in