New shoes need trail mud!

I was able to motivate myself out of the house and onto the trail. I've been feeling funky with an emerging memory and really needed to clear out some head space... this did the trick. I got some mud on my new hiking kicks and a recharge too.

For the days when we can put it all away

More scribbles I found in some old journals...

from an incident at Trout Pond in West Virginia when I was about 6 years old.

I felt like I was always someone's puppet.

I have no idea what was on my mind?

A loaded pack hike...

... and I made dessert!

A rainy day hike...

i was feeling a leftover funkiness from some nightmares I had overnight, so I decided to walk off the feelings - I did get caught in a downpour, but I've been soaked before. Here's a few pics from my walk.

Something I thought was lost forever

Evidence has been discovered that I actually existed as a child... I thought I had destroyed all remaining photos at one point, but my mom sent me two small photo books - here are a few pictures that I scanned (although I have no memory of doing so). These are between the ages of 11 through 14.

Pushing my limits...

I hit the trail for a boot buster the other day. Well guess who wasn't ready? The down time from surgey (and a touch of general apathy) has seen a bit of weight gain! Pain or no pain, I had a great hike! Here's some highlights...