Category: OHT

Staggering along the road to the Boy Scout camp with my brand new canvas rucksack loaded well beyond its capacity was my introduction to backpacking. I was 12. Fast forward 60+ years and I...

‘John at Muir Pass’ My watch said 4AM. We were working our way up the snow fields in the bitter cold, our headlamps piercing through the predawn darkness. John and I were nearing 11,955...

Recently, as I thought about our planning, I was pleased with the progress Cappuccino and I had made on the OHT trip. We had transportation arranged, tickets purchased, hotels booked, shuttles arranged, a resupply...

Fuel! It’s necessary for travel. Not the gas or diesel you immediately thought of, but the food and liquids that our bodies burn when we hike long distances day after day. How do you...

Well, we were lucky. No trees fell on the house. We never lost power. And we were even able to offer a place to stay for a friend who couldn’t get to her house...