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the mountains are calling... and i must go.

i can hardly believe that it is the last day of october. we are officially unofficially entering the holiday season sprint now: halloween, thanksgiving (for us in the states), christmas/hanukkah, and new year’s. 451 more words


A Paddle Alone on the Fourth of July

Bullfrogs jump on muddy banks, woodpeckers punch into real-wood trees — it’s the Indian creek, on America’s birthday — lonesome, yes you are, but lonely, would be a worse word to describe you — you are lonesome, not lonely, but man though are you lucky — kayak, rod, menthols, cold drinks, baby turtles (yeah, that’s right, baby turtles) — and you, are all by yourself, such a lucky bastard you are, indeed. 1,451 more words


Walk away quietly in any direction and taste the freedom of the mountaineer. Camp out among the grasses and gentians of glacial meadows, in craggy garden nooks full of nature’s darlings.

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Today's Quote

The clearest way into the Universe
is through a forest wilderness.

~ John Muir ~

Today's Quote

What Do You Hear from the Mountains?

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

- John Muir


Inspiration Monday... in the trees

Most mornings I wake up to the same bird pecking on the bedroom window of my trailer. At first I found it annoying, but now I feel like Snow White! 130 more words


Oh dear, we have to reveal a secret. But, PLEASE, don’t tell anybody that we told you!
We are just driving to Berlin through a landscape flat like a pancake. 294 more words