From the Woods… to Those Other Woods
On my days off from hiking, I like to go hiking.
(It’s nice not having to wear my smelly ridgerunner shirt all the time)
This past week, my dad and I did a four-day backpacking trip in the White Mountains. It was awesome spending so much time hiking above tree line with a light breeze and beautiful panoramic views… until the weather shifted and we had to hike seven miles completely exposed on a ridge during a storm to get to our shelter.
(Hello from the summit of Mt. Washington!)
But besides that less-than-enjoyable section, the trip was a success. Perhaps the coolest part was running into some thru-hikers that I’d met in Connecticut who remembered me. HOLLER!
