Early last month, someone set up a dome tent close enough to the edge of the road, near the trailhead at Ragged, that it was easy to see. Now that the forest has filled in, you really need to look for it – but it’s still there. The first time I saw it, the frontContinue reading “Finally, a Chipmunk…”
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So Many Roads…
I haven’t been getting out to hike nearly as much as I’d like to. It’s not for lack of want, but lack of time. Either way, being that this is my last week off before I start my new 9-to-5, I’m going to make an effort to get out there and get my head right.Continue reading “So Many Roads…”
Six From The Heart
I spent this weekend in the woods – submerged in the ether. Fall is always a special time for me to get out in the out there, but this year came on extra strong and having the ability to get away for two days right when the leaves were hitting their stride was nothing shortContinue reading “Six From The Heart”
Eden’s Shore
Most people see Spring and Summer as the ideal time to have an adventure in the great outdoors. Spring? YES!Summer? Not so much… This morning I woke up and it was 45 degrees before the sun crawled over the mountain. It’s only 48 now with the sun in my eyes – and all I wantContinue reading “Eden’s Shore”
Crappy Articles, Guns, and Life in the Great Outdoors
Outside Magazine is forever poking the bear with one-sided articles about people carrying firearms in the outdoors. Recently, they reposted an article from a couple of years ago, on a slow news day, to bring up their likes and comments on Facebook. No, I won’t link to it. No, they’re not talking about people whoContinue reading “Crappy Articles, Guns, and Life in the Great Outdoors”
Spur of the Moment: Turtle Creek (no editing)
Winter birdssing spring songsCelebratingdays beforewhen it was warm…Like springin winter. The banks of the riveredged in ice.Frozen boat rockscreek louder thanthe bird song. It’s still winter.Very much winters My thought are warmbut I should have worn gloves.
Black Bears & Basement Stairs
I sat down this morning to do a little writing for a friend of mine. A link to the past, and connection to my life in the outdoors – nothing monumental, but I’m not looking for a change of pace. This is just something that fell in my lap, through word of mouth, and asContinue reading “Black Bears & Basement Stairs”
It’s not too late…
The thing about fall – especially, if not exclusively – in New England is that it’s the perfect time to get lost and found – a time to immerse yourself in all of it and let it guide you through without fuss or a set goal in mind. Whether you get into the witchyness ofContinue reading “It’s not too late…”
Fiddleheads (or lack there of…)
There’s a few specific areas on the mountain where you’re guaranteed to find your fill of fiddleheads this time of year. They pop up from beneath the leaves under the canopies about three weeks after the peepers make their presence known. I say this with confidence as I’ve been harvesting fiddleheads this time of year,Continue reading “Fiddleheads (or lack there of…)”
Even After All…
Initially, I didn’t pay much attention to this picture. But, last night, as I was recapping my adventures to my girls, I noticed the sun. I noticed the winter common palette of color. I noted it’s contrast. I noticed how different this landscape was from where I usually was. The carpeting of pine needles…The abundanceContinue reading “Even After All…”
Tribe Of Flannel 