Mark’s Photos- #33
It was mid-summer of 2017. I had finally recovered from torn ligaments in my right big toe and I was doing training hikes around Eugene, but now it was time to give my foot...
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SlowBro gets rattled by a snake
(Author’s note: The term “stocking cap” used in this post refers to a winter hat you might wear skiing. The modern term is “beanie.”) PCT April 23, 2014. This was my 19th day on...
Mark’s Photos- #32
Scatman and his wife, Kathy, visited The Professor and me in the early summer of 2017. One place in Oregon worth taking visiting guests to, is Silver Falls State Park. With 10 different substantial...
Attitude: Making Boring Interesting
Somewhere along the line I realized that “boring” is just an attitude, and attitudes can be changed. Now long hikes are composed of long days walking long miles. Many of those miles are going...
Mark’s Photos- #31
The Wind River Range of Wyoming is a spectacular place. It is full of rugged mountains, precipitous cirques, and landscapes teeming with lakes and rivers. It was July of 2019, and I had just...
Arizona Blizzard
It was the Fall of 2017 and Scatman and I had just spent three days hiking through the Grand Canyon. We were on the Arizona Trail (AZT) and upon emerging from the abyss, we...
4 responses to “Arizona Blizzard”
My goodness you and The Scatman are macho men! The snow! The tarp anchoring your hammock to the ground! Ah, that restaurant food must have been the best!
Hey Dan, I don’t think of myself or Scatman as particularly macho. Modest risk takers- maybe, adventurous- sure, lucky- definitely! Our adventures have a lot of planning behind them. We both have decades of experience in the outdoors. And despite what it may sound like, we are prepared for most of the things we encounter on the trail. I like a good challenge. Without it life would be boring. And, yes, the burger and malt at the lodge’s 1950’s lunch counter that afternoon was delicious. 😋
Planning! A crucial element to success in the wild. A malt! Who has malts! I didn’t know they still made malts. A burger and malt! Almost heaven, West Virginia.
“Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.” Who has malts, indeed. Jacob Lake Lodge had the soda fountain counter they built in the 1950s (possibly 60s) and you could still get malts when we were there.