It’s September 11 again. One year ago today, I awoke excited, freezing, in pain. I stayed in my sleeping bag until someone mentioned trail magic, then wore my sleeping bag upside-down as a coat while I wandered out for coffee and bagels. I knew this was my last morning waking up outdoors with my closest… Continue reading Reflections – 1 year later
Author: Pink Floyd
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The hurricane had passed by Monday (August 29) morning. Larb still had Giardia, and Jackrabbit had a prescription refill in his bounce-box in Andover, so Larb hitched to Andover and the rest of us set out to hike 10 miles to Andover before 4:30pm. We got a ride in a pickup and shared the truck… Continue reading 2181.0 miles in
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When we got to Tigger’s Tree House, we decided immediately that we liked the place. The lady that runs the place is named Karen. She had two RVs outside affectionately named The Tipi and The Tank. In the house, her son had previously lived in the basement so his room was available, and the living… Continue reading 1914.1 miles in