Starting on July 9th 2015 we set off on the Colorado Trail from Denver, with Durango as our final destination. After exploring the farm land of Wisconsin on the Ice Age Trail we were eager to once again get up into the mountains. Every landscape has its innate beauty, but there is something about the Mountains that calls to the soul.
Perhaps it is like a bird being called to flight, we can't help but to find a way to perch ourselves on top of the world with views cascading out around us in every direction!
Having developed a good case of Wisconsin Legs (spending 1,100 miles hiking with barely any elevation change), I was happy to be starting on the more gentle end of the trail, Denver. My legs quickly adjusted and my spirit soared with each step I took along this well used trail.
It was a novelty to see other hikers out on the trail in such numbers. While hiking the Grand Enchantment Trail and then the Ice Age Trail earlier in the year, we got quite used to not seeing any other long distance hikers. The Colorado Trail felt like a super highway in comparison. Even with more hikers out there enjoying this beautiful part of the world, it was fun to see others enjoying the wonder of nature, and our days were mostly filled with empty trails. The landscape is so immense that you feel as if you are the only one out there.
Spring In The Mountains
One of the most amazing aspects of our time spent on the Colorado Trail was intense wildflower bloom that unfolded the entire length of our hike. This was a particularly wet spring and early summer, so the plants were extremely happy in the high country. We often were walking through hundreds of acres of wildflowers at any given time. I really am not sure if I have seen flowers in those kinds of numbers before.
We often found ourselves stopped in our tracks to admire the graceful beauty of a single flower, or the epic canvas of huge fields of flowers. The colors were just stunning! What an amazing palate nature has constructed. It's difficult to even capture the scale of some of these scenes painted in the vibrant hues of wildflowers.
Colorado is so well known for its amazing scenery, and this trip did not disappoint. The Rockies are truly the backbone of the country. When you stand upon the backs of these giants you truly feel as if the Gods themselves are holding you up towards the heavens! There is nothing like the feeling of being able to look in 360 degrees around you and see endless beauty rolling off into the distance for miles.
Words are almost superfluous when these photos can tell so much about our journey. I often felt both immense and incredibly tiny all in the same moment. You can see how being immersed in this landscape can fill you so full that you feel as if you are going to burst!
Our adventure came to an end the evening of August 2nd, our last mile of the trail was a downpour, a playful goodbye from the Rocky Mountains.
When thinking about long distance trails you wouldn't expect to find one that is based on something like the last ice age, but that is precisely what the Ice Age Trail focuses upon. If you look at a map of the trail, you can't help but wonder if they simply drew they longest possible path through the state of Wisconsin. With a little research though you quickly learn that it is a very close representation of the terminal edge of a giant ice sheet at the end of the last Ice Age.
This 1,100 mile journey immerses you in the heart of Wisconsin nature, culture, and generosity. Having never been to the Midwest before this was the perfect way to really get a feel for the heart of the people who live in this unique and chilly corner of the world.
Starting on the verge of Spring
With our car safely parked at a Trail Angel's house, and another Trail Angel escorting us to the Western Terminus of the Ice Age Trail, we began our journey on April 29th, 2015.
I knew that we would be experiencing the start of spring, but I was surprised at just how long winter lingered in Wisconsin. We were greeted by chilly nights and bare trees. The unfurling of spring's green growth felt glacially slow at first. Some of the most hardy early spring wildflowers brought life to the forest floor with little bursts of color.
With time the landscape took on more of a green hue, eventually enveloping us within a lush umbrella of foliage. It was magical to watch spring unfold on this level while being completely immersed in it. It made me notice little nuances that I would have missed were I not living in it each day.
A Few Challenges
Before we even arrived in Wisconsin several people warned us that we would be arriving just in time for tick season. I brushed it off as one of the typical warnings we get about some perceived challenge for our upcoming hike, knowing that they must simply be exaggerating. Well it only took a couple days for me to realize the severity of the tick problem in the North Woods of Wisconsin. We are not talking about a few ticks each day to brush off your pants, we are talking biblical plague type of numbers. We had several days that we picked over 300 ticks each off of our legs. This entails walking several hundred feet and then stopping to remove over 20 ticks, then repeating this process all day long.
The level of angst toward ticks might simply be smoldering annoyance if it were not for the constant worry of contracting Lyme's disease from one of these stealthy little bugs. This is where being a couple came in handy, we were able to do fully body checks on each other at the end of each day. And while we had relatively good luck with only being bitten a couple of times, it was the need to keep a constant vigilance for these little pests that wore at us most.
Beyond the ticks there were not too many challenges. There are a few things for the Ice Age Trail Alliance to address as the trail becomes more popular, the first being the need for practical answers to the long sections that go through private lands and currently have no legal camping options for thru hikers. This can easily be addressed by putting in dispersed camping spots, shelters, and other agreements with land owners.
Wisconsin: The Kindest State
We are blessed to meet kind people on all of the hikes that we take, but I have to say that Wisconsin is by far the kindest state we have ever been in. At every turn in our journey people went out of their way to shower us with kindness and make our adventure extra special.
There is a large network of Trail Angels along the Ice Age Trail. These are people who know what the trail is all about, and want to help others who are undertaking this 1,100 mile journey in any way they can. This might mean offering a place to stay for the night, providing shuttles to those who are completing the trail in sections or pieces, or any other number of creative services. We were blessed with some absolutely amazing Trail Angels who took care of us above and beyond anything we could have ever asked for.
But the people that just blew my mind were the complete strangers who welcomed us into their homes. Because of the long stretches of trail that went through private property, and the lack of trail angels along a few of these sections, we were forced to stretch our boundaries of comfort and approach peoples homes and ask if it would be alright to camp on their lawn. Almost every time, after we had a brief conversation with them we were invited to stay either in a guest room, or recreation room; and were showered with as many comforts as they could find to bestow upon us.
In one instance we watched as the sky grew to an ominous shade of black, it was clear that it was going to rain, but we were in the midst of a long road walk through private property so there was no option but to continue on. Eventually the skies opened up and poured out more water than the landscape could handle at that moment. The road turned to a shallow river and the idea of having to continue walking in these conditions became unpleasant to say the least. Finally after passing several houses I said "I have had enough of this!" and I turned in the driveway of the next farm house we came to. We knocked on the door, briefly startling the kind woman inside (who wouldn't be taken slightly by surprise to see two half drowned hikers standing on their front porch?). When she answered the door I introduced us, and explained what we were doing asking if we could simply sit out the storm on her dry front porch. Without hesitation she invited us inside to remove our overly soaked clothes which she tossed in the dryer after we had changed into our own dry layers. Shortly there after we were sitting at her dining room table, warming up with hot chocolate and having a lovely conversation for several hours as the storm pressed on outside. When the rain finally subsided and we were changed back into our now dry hiking clothes, she blessed us with warm wishes as we departed her love filled home and continued down the road. I will always carry her kindness within my heart!
The Wonder of a New Landscape
Since this was our first time in the Midwest we both enjoyed the experience of getting to know a new landscape and the people who call it home. Each part of the state had its own unique charm, and little treasures to discover along the way.
Always Entranced by the Fauna
As always I spent a significant amount of my time stopping to admire any animals we crossed paths with, often assessing if it was safe for me to pick the animal up or touch it. I find that when I approach animals from a space of awareness, and great respect they often will interact with me very willingly. Like the little snake in the above picture, I very gently approached and simply laid my finger down in front of her, after a few moments of smelling me she simply slid over my finger as she moved on to her next destination. It is these brief encounters that warm and excite my soul! I always assess if it is an interaction that the other animal is open to experiencing, and by using this inner awareness of body language I have had only good experiences.
Follow the Ice Age Through the State of Warmth
If you have been wanting to explore the Midwest in more detail, are looking for a lesser known long distance trail, or simply want to see what Wisconsin has to offer; then give the Ice Age Trail a go! The terrain is easy, the remnant signs of the last Ice Age fascinating, and the people are kinder than any you will meet.
With each long distance trail that I hike, I find that I become more enchanted with the profound effect that each of them has upon my soul. It is because of this that I have learned to hold no expectations of any hike before I actually embark upon the path, knowing that each of them will hold their own wonders for me to discover.
So as we departed the Phoenix area I was excited to see what we would encounter in this magical southwest landscape. The Grand Enchantment Trail did a spectacular job of taking us through all kinds of hidden gems and ever changing landscape. As I look back through the pictures I am amazed to see just how different each region and sometimes each drainage was from the last.
Flora & Fauna
The plants and animals along the Grand Enchantment Trail were spectacular! As one would expect for the spring, everything was bursting forth with great energy to celebrate the birthing of a new season.
What an amazing experience it was to see 3 Gila Monsters within our first couple of weeks on the trail. They carry a powerful presence with them, and you know immediately that they demand a buffer of respect. When we would push it a little too far into their personal bubble we would get a hiss of disapproval. Other wise they simply kept an eye on us while they moved to a slightly more concealed location than the open trail.
All kinds of animals graced our trip; lizards, snakes, countless birds of all kinds, elk, antelope, fish, frogs, cows, horses, and likely many other things that are escaping my memory right now. I especially like discovering the little unexpected and unknown surprises like this caterpillar who carried his home with him. It looked like a particularly laborious way of carrying a safety shell around with you, but he seemed to think it was worth it. I touched one of the little pieces of plant matter sticking off his home and instantaneously he retreated within the protection of his cocoon.
I have to admit I was hoping to be fully immersed in a thick spring bloom in the desert. We were just a little to early to have a chance at that. Many cacti and plants were starting to bud up, but weren't quite ready to start their full show. But we were able to see many plants blooming on a small scale, and even happened upon a few places like this one with a grand show of Poppies. It is always magical to see a whole hillside painted in a single color.
I was beyond excited we were graced with the blooms of several Claret Cup Cacti in our last 2 miles of our hike. After hopefully watching buds form for most of our hike, I was finally treated to a beautiful show of brilliant red color just as the sun was setting and we took our last steps along the Grand Enchantment Trail.
The Sun Sets Within the Soul
Words and images simply can not convey the beauty that we witnessed along this hike. We often say to each other "How long does it take to truly absorb this scenery? We could stay here for hours, days or weeks, and even then would we truly absorb the essence and beauty of what we are looking at?" And so as one does with long distance hiking, we will stop and enjoy a spectacular view, but more often we simply absorb and become that view as we hike through the landscape.
The Sun sets and rises within our souls. In this way we carry every beautiful view or scene that we have experienced along our journey's. The pictures help to bring those memories to the surface from time to time as the years drift between each hike, but there are many moments that live like a hologram within my mind that I can return to at any moment.
The Hard Spots Become Your Castles
While the internet has made preparing for a long distance hike easier than ever in recent years, I have learned to take everything with a grain of salt when reading other peoples reviews and perspectives about a specific hike. Everyone's experience on a trail is an incredibly relative experience, and what may seem overly difficult to one person will be an enjoyable challenge to another. So I encourage others to carry this wisdom with them when ever preparing for a long distance hike: Every trail will be different than the last, so don't carry any expectations with you based on your last adventure, and remember that this hike will be what ever you make of it. Find the beauty along the way, and regardless of the terrain or conditions you will find that each and every hike will completely Enchant you!
As with any aspect of life, it is all about turning your hard spots into castles. When you find yourself going through something that makes you question why you are doing it, take a moment to step back and remember that you can chisel that rough spot into what ever you want it to be. With each rock that you chisel out, you will have yourself a grand castle before you know it!
There were points along the Grand Enchantment Trail that pushed me, stretching my body in ways that remind me in no uncertain terms of my weaker points. It was nothing I had not gone through before, but as always it reminded me just how powerful I am! Walking through the West Fork of the Gila River in the early morning hours with freezing temperatures was one of the moments that forced me to fully inhabit my body feeling every ounce of pain, pushing my body to warm itself from the core in conditions that it was protesting. But even within those moments I knew that once I came out the other side of that experience it would be a memory that would live with me always, reminding me that I can accomplish anything I put my mind and energy towards.
Our Ancestors Walk With Us
One of the great wonders in the southwest is the history that you are able to see and touch. I love to witness the places our ancestors used to live, and be able to see even a piece of the life they used to lead. I know these sites have been heavily influenced by modern mans imprint, but I feel like I can feel the wisdom of those who came before us pulsing in the landscape around us. There are many of these ruins and sites along the Grand Enchantment Trail, adding to the magical feeling of the hike.
Our Journey Never Ends
So we have reached the end of another long distance trail; happy, tan, and definitely Enchanted. We have another 770 miles beneath our feet, and another cross section of this beautiful Earth within our hearts.
Now we are preparing to drive north to Minnesota where we will store our car at a friends house, and we will be starting the 1,200 mile Ice Age Trail in Wisconsin. Neither of us have been to the Mid West before, and we look forward to a whole new kind of adventure!
What Do You Do For A Living?
One of the most common questions I am asked when I am on one of my long distance hikes is "What do you do for a living that you can take this much time off, and afford to hike for many months at a time?"
My answer always receives a bit of a pause from the individual standing in front of me, accompanied by a look of confusion. "I live my Life first and foremost, and then if I need to earn money I find the means to do so". I almost always have to follow this statement with a more thorough explanation of how I live my life.
I believe the real question people are trying to ask is "How did you give yourself permission to follow your heart and do the things that you Love?"
So how do I monetarily afford to put an emphasis on living life? I live simply. Well what the heck does that mean? Bernie and I live in a way that costs little money, and yet is filled with great abundance.
First of all I have very few expenses. My bills are minimal if not almost obsolete. My only two ongoing bills I have are car insurance and cell phone (pay as you go, not a monthly plan). I have other costs at times of course, but my goal is to always stay aware of where my money is going. For me money is a tool to use towards the things that help us grow or feed our passions in life.
One of our greatest savings is not having a mortgage and rarely choosing to pay rent. We often do work trade for our housing when we settle down in the winter months. Work trade takes on many different forms, but typically it is working a set number of hours each week in trade for housing, utilities and sometimes meals. Often we get paid for any hours that we work beyond the required amount. There are an amazing number of work trade opportunities out there, it just takes some research.
Peel Off Those Labels
We tend to like to plaster everything with labels, especially ourselves and others. I believe it makes us feel as if we have a more solid understanding of our relation to each other and the world around us. When I give my answer sometimes people will ask a second time as if I missed the point of the question,"Yeah, but what is your job/profession/career?"
I do not identify myself with any specific career, role in life, or activity I undertake. In this way I chose not to limit myself by any one experience. Where others in my position might call themselves a professional hiker, I simply see it as something that I enjoy investing some of my time in.
One can invest an impressive amount of time and effort in trying to make sure they are staying within a set of perimeters (either self imposed or societal expectations) to fulfill the requirements of a specific label. So start ripping them off like band aids and see what parts of yourself have been hiding in the shadow of your career or perceived roles.
Simple Life, Simply Profound Pleasures
One of the greatest gifts that long distance hiking has given me is the wisdom to know that I can live very simply and be extremely happy. Unfortunately society goes to great lengths to convince us otherwise.
Money and possessions can be tools to help us explore our passions and grow in new ways, but it is important to remember that it is not those items that bring us joy; joy comes from the inner self and the exploration of life's beauty. More often than not when we focus all of our energy on attaining the material aspects of life we experience stress, anger, frustration and depression.
What brings you true joy? More and more of my daily life brings me joy, most especially spending my time in Nature. Everything from sitting on top of a mountain with a 360 degree view of the world around me, plunging myself into a cold stream on a hot day, getting to see plants blooming in the desert after the rain, or crossing paths with all kinds of wildlife. There are so many beautiful things that I am blessed to experience on a daily basis, I am endlessly thankful to have the courage to follow my heart in life.
Whether it is a conscious endeavor or a subtle intention running in the background, I believe that we are all searching for our place and meaning in the world. Today I am intrigued, pondering about this underlying current to everything that we do.
What does this journey look like for each of us? How does it affect our daily actions and realizations? For some it is wisdom that unfolds almost effortlessly, like a master of their craft all the puzzle pieces slip into place with little trouble; and for others it is like trying to keep a bunch of marbles in place on a flat board while driving down a bumpy road.
Sometimes I feel that we can get a bit too wrapped up in the search, rather than simply recognising our profound affect upon the world around us in each moment. This autumn and winter I found myself getting consumed by that desire to have answers and meaning to what my path should be.
I sent out many feelers in several directions, everything from verbal inquiries to resumes sent for different positions. I kept hitting dead ends each direction that I turned growing more and more frustrated and persistent in the search along one specific path. I finally metaphorically threw my hands in the air and decided to not try any more. Of course after that moment things began to fall into place, but in a totally different direction.
These might both seem like miniscule accomplishments to most, but I found that it was simply a matter of taking steps forward that build the momentum to start the whole thing rolling. I can feel a renewed sense of excitement and am once again realizing that each and everything that I do adds value to this world, just as we all do. It is just a matter of focusing my intent in what ever direction I want to explore and share.
I feel that 2015 is going to be a grand year for me and many others, it shall hold new horizons and more excitement of passions explored. I am reminded with more regularity that there is little point in the act of searching, and great value in simply living your passions and following your truths.
the perfect timing
The Arizona Trail (AZT) has been an elusive one for us. It has been on our list of "to hike" for years now, and we have even attempted starting it a couple times to only be blocked for one reason or another. In 2011 Bernie even started the journey, and he made it 300 miles before he had to drop off the trail because our land lady had split from her husband and wanted to move back into the cabin we were renting. Sometimes the Universe lets you know in no uncertain terms that the time is simply not right yet.
So this year we once again had the AZT hanging in the background as a possibility. With extremely minimal planning we decided one week in advance that we would hike it. This time everything slipped into place effortlessly. We flew from Bellingham to Las Vegas, took a shuttle to St George Utah where we spent the night, and then it took us five hitches from there to get to the start of the Arizona Trail. On September 17th we started our trek along the length of Arizona, a journey that took us 40 days and 40 nights. Like a biblical journey, I was tested in endless ways, my only demons being my own limitations and issues.
Long distance hiking is such a powerful teacher in the art of intention setting and faith. Everything is reflected so purely when you are immersed in the natural rhythms of nature day after day, and you can so readily see that you are truly the master of your own experience. Thoughts and intentions are thrown back to you almost immediately, and so one quickly learns to be aware and present in what you focus upon. What do you expect from each moment? Pain, joy, suffering, ease, struggle, beauty, awareness? The possibilities are endless, it is completely up to you as to what you experience.
a stunning landscape
When people think of Arizona often the image most readily available is one of a flat, barren and hostile desert. In many ways I lack the words to convey both the stunning and subtle beauty that so fills this state that it pours over it's borders. As my legs will attest, the landscape is anything but flat. And day after day we were presented with endless abundance of life.
Because there was a series of storms before and while we were on the trail, many plants put forth an encore bloom seemingly just for us. I marveled at the expansive hillsides completely covered in yellow blooms. Everything knew how to fully relish and embody this late season flush.
releasing fears and finding peace
No matter what long distance trail we are on, people are always projecting their fears upon us. Often we are warned of many perceived dangers (mostly animals) who they believe are more than eager to end or complicate our lives. Arizona is blessed with many plants and animals who know how to defend themselves from careless or malicious passer by's. I fear no animals, insects or reptiles along our adventures because I always do my best to respect them in every way possible. In those times I am not paying attention as I should they are kind to gently let me know they are there and they would rather be left unharmed.
On this trip we had several rattlesnakes who only rattled a couple times to let us know of their presence, and then peacefully watched us as we walked around them with a respectful buffer. We do not carry a tent with us when we hike, we have a silicon impregnated nylon tarp we use if we know it will rain, otherwise we sleep with only the stars as our shelter. No matter our method of sleeping we are never separated from Nature. Simply by setting the intention, most forms of wildlife respect our personal bubble as we sleep. Ants prove to be a consistent group of beings who insist on being in your space if you decide to be anywhere near theirs. I am always excited to witness wildlife, and I will always be fascinated by it. Yes I give some animals a little wider respect bubble, but I will never cease to appreciate the sacred gift another living being gives me with its presence, including the plants.
nature as my sacred center
The more time I spend immersed in Nature, the deeper her roots twine to the very core of my being. There is no longer a single moment that I don't see her steady grace in everything that surrounds us. I become witness to the subtle movements that drive life forward with each second. It is through this infinite process that I have found the very essence of who I am.
I hope that I can inspire others, even if it were only one person, to find this sacred center within themselves through the balance and lessons that Nature patiently provides unconditionally.
Have you ever felt those sacred reverberations of the Universal heartbeat? That moment in which you feel the intense Love and brilliance of all of creation as if it existed solely within your heart? Everyone has their version of where this feeling and energy originates from, but I can tell you it is attainable by every one of us.
6-20-14 to 7-1-14 After a much appreciated rest in Clark Fork we continued on with our hike. As we first climbed back up into the mountains it seemed as if we were going to be blessed with less snow and more open walking. A melted out dirt road snaked its way along the ridge, giving us an easy walking surface.
I was pleasantly surprised at how the landscape opened up, and that the route took us on some really beautiful ridges and trails. I love expansive views like the picture above. It is in these moments that I can feel my being fully expanding out in every direction, totally melding with nature and the beyond.
While many of the open ridges were sufficiently melted out, we found that the forested hillsides were holding onto over 3 feet of snow. While it was not impossible to hike on, it was slow moving and tiring after several miles at a time trying to stick to the hillsides. We adjusted to the snowy terrain, sending out intentions for more warm weather.
When we got to Wallace we decided to take a week off to let the snow melt more extensively. We stayed in the Stardust Motel, and made the quaint town our home.
Wallace is a town of fun and unique sights to behold. Bernie was hoping that this flying saucer might take him on a longer adventure than just the Idaho Centennial Trail. And then we were offered free passes to the water park in Kellogg Idaho, just down valley from where we were staying. We had a fun filled day of playing in the water, and Bernie had the opportunity to try out surfing on the wave machine, it brought back fond memories of surfing in his college years at Santa Cruz.
The whole town of Wallace is in the Historical Register. There are many amazing buildings to admire no matter the direction that you turn. Its great to see many of them being kept up or renovated. I sense the ones that are in rougher condition will be spruced up in the next decade.
As our week came to an end, we started getting ready to start up the trail again. But then we received a call from our friend Ron who had been so kind to us at the start of the trail, and he said he was going to have 5 days off for the 4th of July weekend. He wanted to meet up with us for a hike. So we looked at options for meeting up with him, and we all decided Coeur d'alene was a good spot to rendezvous.
I was looking through the Couchsurfing site for potential places to stay for a couple of nights until Ron could pick us up. While I was looking through profiles I recognized a guy that I had just talked to a couple of days before in a museum in Wallace. The Universe provides for us in unexpected ways! We stayed with him and his wife, a very generous and kind couple.
Along every journey there are challenges presented as an opportunity to grow in many ways. This summer that challenge has come in the form of snow for us. Not realizing that these mountains like to hold onto their snow like the larger mountain ranges do we have had to embrace patience.
A very generous friend of ours hosted us for over a week, as we hoped that time would give the mountains a chance to shed more snow and consolidate the snow so that we would not posthole like we did in the Kettle range.
After starting off again we came to a pass that was so steep it didn't even have a real trail over it in the summer months, but simply a scramble. So when I looked up its snowy slopes I knew I wouldn't be comfortable going over it. This gave us the opportunity to accept the moment and with our friends endless generosity we made our way to the other side of that same pass by driving around and we continued our hike from there.
With several cool and rainy days the mountains seemed to be rejoicing in the fact that they could continue to hold their snow. In a few short days we came face to face with another range enrobed in snow. Now to choose, do we go through the mountains or find a way around them. We decide to give it a try with the option to turn back at any time.
There turned out to be a bit more open ground than I expected there to be, a pleasant surprise. There were some spots that required me to face my fears of snow, but thankfully there were no dangerous slopes so we were able to make our way along the beautiful ridge trail. While we were up there the clouds parted and spectacular views surrounded us.
After an exhausting yet satisfying day of snow walking we camped just below Mount Pend Oreille. The sunset was gorgeous, nicely accenting Lake Pend Oreille below us. In the early morning hours we woke to our tarp weighed down with a layer of unexpected fresh snow. We had expected to continue along the ridge several miles further but this changed things. Thankfully we were camped right next to a trail that dropped from the ridge down to a lake and then on to a dirt road.
It turned out to be the perfect option. It was a beautiful forest walk, a true winter wonderland scene. A brief stop at the lake to enjoy the view and a quick snack, then we followed moose tracks the rest of the way to the road. It snowed on us all the way to the road and then turned to rain.
Nature has a wonderful way of showing us just how much we can do and adjust to. Right now we are enjoying a day off in Clark Fork, a quiet and laid back town.
We have been truly enjoying our journey across Washington State. Each day has been filled with blessings in a way that naturally happens when one is connected with the beautiful state of pure being that surrounds us in every moment. Treasures surround us in all that we do. From the majestic beauty of nature, to the boundless kindness of people and communities, to the profound personal reflections that happen along the way.
On Sunday we will begin another long distance hike. This time we will be putting together our own route starting in eastern Washington on the Pacific Northwest Trail hiking east. We will then meet up with the Idaho Centennial Trail and travel south on that one. It will be a great summer of exploring the Northwest in more detail.
Like the start of a new day, every hiking experience feels fresh and ripe with endless possibilities. For now a quick post, but I hope to be able to post along the way sharing the treasures that we find within our surroundings and ourselves!
Follow along as I share highlights of the adventures that bring me such joy in life, and the wisdom they have imbued into my being.
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