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  1. Settled In

    The roads have been closed for three days now. I think the closure is what I finally needed to feel settled in for the season. Each day is coming together with a clear head and without worry. It takes a week or two for the mind to quiet down once…

  2. Not all Golden Light

    The wind continues to howl, as it has for fifteen hours now. Tucked away in this cedar clad kingdom, I let myself dwell for a moment on the existence I’ve come to live. Beautiful sunrises, solitude by the handful, and five-hundred thousand acres of National Park playground at my finger…

  3. Out and About

    I checked the weather gauge; the temperature had suddenly dropped eight degrees. With the temperature drop came a frozen dragon’s breath - flash frosting everything in site. Gazing out of the kitchen window, I noticed pieces of blue sky peaking through the arctic mist. Camera in hand, I closed the…

  4. A Caretaker Returns

    Looking down at my feet, I can’t help but wonder where they’ve taken me - where they’ll soon take me again. Like a smooth long run in the mountains, the days of summer seemed to slip away with the miles; and like any run in the mountains, the outcomes were…

  5. SALT: Part Three

    Southern Appalachian Loop Trail: Part 3 Leaving Brevard, Leah and I hiked local mountain trails until we arrived to the Mountains to Sea Trail. The MST was our link to the Great Smoky Mountains. After a series of adventures, we climbed toward Clingmans Dome and our reunion with the Appalachian…

  6. SALT: Part Two

    With the first four days in the books, Leah and I  continued hiking south toward the Chattooga River. Once there, we connected with the Southern Foothills Trail. Following the SFT east we explored steep gorges filled with incredible waterfalls and realized the physical challenges of using the Hi-lo Method for Backpacking.  After arriving at South Carolina’s…

  7. SALT: Part One

    Southern Appalachian Loop Trail I first heard about the SALT last year, during a 5,000 mile bike tour across the country with Packing It Out. Riding along the Blue Ridge Parkway, I saw a lone hiker walking the shoulder of the BRP. He had the familiar look of a thru hiker -

  8. April Sunday

    April Sundays I focus on and appreciate the delicate warmth of my down filled quilt as I slowly open my eyes. The pale light illuminating me and my bed is neither warm nor cold - the glow remains neutral. Opening my eyes again, I stretch my jaw to yawn. My…

  9. Wayah Sunrise

    Nantahala National Forest_Clear/ Cold_AM I grabbed my gear from the blue green cabinet next to my bed. The house was dark and quiet as I slipped out the back door. Coffee in hand, I wandered across the rock driveway, my blue minivan came into view. Seconds later, my trusty old…

  10. Dawn Patrol…

    Waking to a dark room, I positioned my head near the window. Did the snow stop? Would it be a clear morning? If it was clear, I would be off to sunrise. If it was socked in, it would be a bit more challenging to find my morning motivation. Twinkling…

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