August 2011
4 posts
Results of Ridgerunning:
(A photo essay)
R.I.P., boots.
Shweet watch tan?
Trunk chaos.
Poor nutrition.
So many paperbacks.
Thru-hiker’s digitz?
Laundromat parties.
And croquet parties!
Klipspringer says MUSH!
One unofficial job of a ridgerunner is playing messenger. It is a sometimes stressful (wait… who was I supposed to tell that to again?), sometimes rewarding task.
Recall a recent encounter of the adorable variety:
One morning I pass an elderly gentleman who thru-hiked way back when and is now doing a section hike with one of his old thru-hiking buddies. We stop to chat, and I find out that...
Professional Blogging?
Okay, so it’s not exactly professional because I’m not getting paid for it. But it is the beginning of something exciting!
http://www.wendmag.com/iwend/2011/08/09/65-miles-molding-a-mindset/
My Coffee Shop Fail
Ridges and summits are beautiful spots for snacks or naps, but going into town is sometimes the best break one can take as a ridgerunner (never underestimate the powers of air-conditioning and ice cream). It is also a necessary expedition, as we are out for long periods of time and need to replenish our food supplies.
The two major trail towns in Connecticut are Kent and Salisbury, and they can...