Sometimes you need a break. And when you return, you find more than you ever imagined possible.
Sometimes you endure pain and steep terrain for not a lot of expansive views. But sometimes you find something more fulfilling in those moments.
Sometimes you look up and see clouds. You hike up, and see something more.
Owl’s Head isn’t at the pinnacle of the 48 four thousand footer list, but it’s at the pinnacle of the sublime. But why?
And then there were none. I finished my winter 48, and my fourth season, on the most bluebird of bluebird days.
Mt Liberty and Mt Flume, Lincoln, NH. 2022-02-20. (Sunday) Via Whitehouse Trail, Liberty Springs Trail, Franconia Ridge Trail. Approx 8.7 miles. 15 dF +/- at the trailhead, 10 at the summit. Sunny to start, with rapidly closing high level clouds. Wind at Liberty and Flume summit was a light breeze to start. Back at Liberty on the return, the winds were brisk and bitter. Trailhead: 1030; Liberty Summit: 1300; Flume […]
What a difference a week (and some warm weather) makes. What can you do when the trail feels like concrete?
An attempt at a trail is usually Type II fun. Obviously, you went there with a goal, but something happened. Powder snow. Step-slide, step-slide gets old quickly.
Alone on the summit of Isolation… does that mean solitude? And if not, why?
When the temperatures are so numbingly frigid, what else will ever be memorable about that day? Can there be anything after that?
One wouldn’t think of a desert while trudging through a snowy landscape. But sometimes you get a drought where views are concerned.
Safety isn’t optional, and the drive to and from the mountains should always be included in that equation.