More about Memories

What saves a man is to take a step. Then another step. It is always the same step, but you have to take it. Antoine de Saint-Exupery in Wind, Sand, and Stars The memories I described in my last post apparently resonated with readers, for I received many gratifying comments, including this one from myContinue reading “More about Memories”

Duckabush Memories

Whenever I hike a trail that is familiar to me after many years of returning, I am of course flooded with memories of past trips. Recently I revisited the Duckabush River Trail, which I first hiked in 1971, the year before I graduated from college. My friend Patty and I had planned to hike aContinue reading “Duckabush Memories”

Swinging in the Lane

And like Billy Bray I go my way, in and out of Shadow Creek, dancing, in a daze, to the twin silver trumpets of praise. Annie Dillard in Pilgrim at Tinker Creek In my early twenties when I first started backpacking alone I got into the habit of tucking my thumbs underneath the shoulder strapsContinue reading “Swinging in the Lane”

Rising Above

Recently I departed on a flight from Seattle-Tacoma International Airport. Flying out of Seattle, I always expect low clouds, a brief experience of turbulence as we pass through them, and then. . .suddenly. . .blue sky and mountain peaks rising above the clouds. It never fails to amaze me, this experience of rising above, andContinue reading “Rising Above”

Thursday We Hike

When I moved to my rural home in northeastern Washington several years ago I learned that there was a women’s hiking group that met on Thursdays and explored the many trails nearby, often getting together after the hike to share a beer at a local pub. The group intrigued me, but it took me aContinue reading “Thursday We Hike”

I Saw That!

Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is burning with it. Claude Monet When I find myself feeling sad about my decision to give up backpacking in order to save my aching back from further injury, IContinue reading “I Saw That!”

The View from My Chair

Will you seek afar off? You surely come back at last, In things best known to you finding the best or as good as the best, In folks nearest to you finding the sweetest, strongest, lovingest Happiness knowledge not in an other place but this place, not for another hour but this hour. Walt WhitmanContinue reading “The View from My Chair”

Mountains and More Mountains

O’Neil’s conclusions were the same as those of the Press party. There were (sic) no great central valley, no prairies in the interior, no lost Indian tribes. There were only mountains and more mountains in every direction. . .adding that it was so mountainous as to be of little use “except perhaps,’ he wrote, “asContinue reading “Mountains and More Mountains”

Alone but Not Lonely

I started hiking and backpacking alone when I was in my early twenties. I was working my first job as a Registered Nurse, so I had weekdays free when the trails were less crowded. My friends all had “normal” schedules or were having babies. I could either hike alone or not at all. It wasContinue reading “Alone but Not Lonely”