Thursday, April 9, 2015

The Adventure is Never Really Over

Yes, I am back home!  My goal was to be on the AT for a month (longer if I felt like it, but I knew that I really didn't want to be away from home longer than that) and I missed my goal by about 3 weeks.  Yes, folks, only one week on the trail.  I left my trail journal at our other place, so I will go by memory on what transpired.

Day 1, arrival at Hiker Hostel

Holy cow I was smoked!  My flight arrived very early and I had only had about 1 hour of sleep on the flight, better than nothing I guess.  I picked my suitcase up at baggage claim and decided that my first business would be to head over to REI (Hiker Hostel provided directions) and pick up a fuel canister. I got on the MARTA (Atlanta subway) and got off on the stop where the REI was.  Let me tell you, dragging a bulky suitcase down the road was a PIA, but I managed.

Of course, the REI was closed that early so I proceeded further down the road to the Target which also had a grocery.  I needed a lighter for my stove (backup) so off I went another block, which turned out to be further than that and as I had to pee very badly at this point, I was practically running!  Made it to Target and they only sold large packets of lighters.  One guy just gave me his, so that was my first trail magic!

Then I headed back to REI, still not open, and went to the cafe next door for more coffee and a bran muffin (you know, to help things along...) and an extra one for Infinity.  Finally, REI opened and I got my fuel canister and headed back to train station to go up one more stop and wait for hostel to pick me up.

I arrived and there was Infinity, Lois, Shrub, and several other hikers waiting for pick up.  I had a nice time chatting with everyone but dagnabbit, I was so exhausted and I had a long day ahead of me.  The hostel showed up after a while and we were off.

Arrived at the hostel and was given a quick orientation and the guy showed us where our cargo cabin was (I was sharing with Infinity).  So cute, I loved it!  We settled in and then I headed over to the hostel to find something to do so I wouldn't fall asleep.  I ended up watching Star Wars on the television downstairs.

Strolled around outside - the hostel is very beautiful, with woods surrounding it.  It was chilly with heavy clouds, but patches of sunshine came through every once in a while.  I could see the ridge of mountains we were to be walking starting the next day and I suddenly felt sad and lonely for Kate and that I didn't quite belong.  It's like waking up, knowing something is wrong, and then realizing your arm is missing.

Ate one of my backpacker meals for dinner and then headed to bed.  Evidently I snored and kept Infinity awake - oops!  Like most people, if I end up on my back, I am going to snore.  I always tell people to just tell me to roll over and magically the snoring will stop.  I am sympathetic as I am a light sleeper myself and can't sleep if snoring is really loud, so I apologized to her and told her to next time we are in close quarters, let me know and I would roll over.

Day 2

Infinity was up at 5 a.m. so I got up as well (2 a.m. Cali time - yikes!).  Made some very good coffee, checked emails, and then headed to hostel for breakfast.  I stuffed a few more items into my box to be mailed home, hoping to lighten my pack a bit.

Breakfast was French toast, eggs, and orange juice (YUM!) and then we headed to shuttle.  They loaded all our backpacks on top of the van and we were off.  The road was twisty and windy, so I was glad to be sitting up front as I get carsick easily.  Before we knew it, we were in the parking lot and I was shouldering my pack to head over to Springer Mountain.

Just for the record, my pack weighed 29 lbs, which is heavy for me.  I like to keep it around 25, so more trimming was going to have to happen.  My knees are not what they used to be so the less impact, the better.

The weather was beautiful, sunny, and warm, perfect hiking weather.  We headed over to Springer and made it there fairly quickly (it was only a mile), took the obligatory photos, and then headed back to the parking lot to start the trail from there.  I believe we hiked 9 miles that day, but I am guessing.

It was a pleasant hike that went fairly quick.  One thing I noticed right off that bat is the amount of trash and t.p. there is along the trail - tons of it.  I am not used to seeing this as the trails out west are fairly pristine.  The other thing, which I was expecting, was the lack of views.  The foliage is so thick there that you really do not get much of a view of everything.  Again, I am spoiled, as the trails are wide open with gorgeous views back in California.  This was going to take some getting used to and reminded me a lot of hiking in Maine.

We made it to the first shelter, Hawk Mountain I believe, and I set my tent up, relaxed a while and chatted with other hikers, made dinner, and then settled in to my tent to read and unwind.  I was still very exhausted from the time change and lack of sleep.  I also still had this feeling of "not belonging," and wishing Kate was there, i.e., homesickness.  I figured I would eventually adjust and feel better and I was right.

I hung my food bag on the cables and then went to bed, sleeping actually quite well, and woke up early, it was still dark, and there was a thick fog.

Day 3

I knew Infinity was already up as I could hear her in her tent packing things up.  I figured I'd best hurry up and eat breakfast and drink my coffee if I was going to try to keep up with her.  I couldn't see anything in the fog, so I wandered in the general direction of the shelter where my food bag was hanging and I almost passed the shelter, but I saw the corner of it. Retrieved my bag and headed back, but headed in wrong direction (as I said, fog was THICK!).  I realized my mistake and made my way back by listening to the sound of Infinity packing her stuff up.

Went in my tent and soon had a nice, hot cup of coffee and a delicious cherry frosted pop tart for breakfast.  I love backpacking!  Downed that as quickly as I could and then packed my gear up.  Infinity was already packed and ready to go and chatting with hikers at the shelter.

My memory is not good, but I think we headed out together or perhaps she was a bit ahead, but either way, I ended up behind her and within about 15 or 20 minutes of hiking, it started raining.  Got my pack cover out and put it on my pack (Osprey - 3 oz, and worked great!) and donned my rain jacket and proceeded.  It rained off and on all morning and finally cleared up sometime early afternoon.

Came into the shelter, Gooch Mountain, which had a nice, covered eating area and a sleeping loft!  Infinity was going to sleep in shelter and said it's better to sleep in shelter when there is rain, so I unrolled my bed in the loft.  I laid my tent and a few other items out to dry and chatted with other hikes and eventually made my dinner.  Honda Hawk and Bounder showed up (two nice elderly guys) and it was fun listening to their stories.  Bounder slept on the other side of the loft and there was only two of us up there, so that was nice.  Shrub, Mark, and Lois showed up as well and they all slept downstairs.

I read for a while and eventually put my earplugs in and went to sleep.  Sometime in the morning it started pouring outside and the rain on the metal roof woke me up, but I eventually went back to sleep.  I thought for sure mice would be crawling everywhere, but if there were, I didn't see or feel them (which was a relief as I am terrified of them).  I wouldn't say I slept great, but not bad, just a lot of tossing and turning.

Day 4

Headed out early again to keep up with Infinity as she is an early riser/hiker.  We were headed to a stealth hiker site before Blood Mountain that Infinity knew of, so I wanted to stay with her so as to not miss where we needed to go.  I believe it rained off and on again that morning and it was pretty much uneventful hiking.  About a mile before our campsite we got to a creek and a nice lady was hiking down from the opposite direction.  It turns out she lives in the house near the stealth spot and Infinity had met her before.  She had had a stroke a year ago and was recovering from it.  Honestly, she looked great and she left us in the dust as we hiked to the spot.  She asked that we keep the space clean and not build fires, which of course we respected her wishes.  Evidently hikers the night before were not that respectful.

We arrived to the site and sure enough, there was a fire pit with trash in it.  We got rid of the fire pit and then set our tents up.  I knew we were expecting rain so I was careful to make sure my fly gave coverage, but allowed for air circulation.  Eventually, Shrub, Mark, and Lois came along and got set up as well.  It was great to see them and I loved chatting with them. Lois is one tough cookie, let me tell you!  Her pack was heavy plus it rode on her shoulders, but she never, ever complained, just always had a smile on her face.

Infinity wanted us to get up early so we could get to Blood Mt Cabins and get one before they were all reserved.  We went to bed fairly early and I had another somewhat fitful night of sleep, worrying about the incoming weather (weather forecast was grim - cold, windy, and rainy).  The rain started early again, around 4 a.m. or so, with gusty winds.

Day 5

I woke up at 5 a.m. and started gathering my items when I discovered that water had leaked in my tent.  There was a huge puddle under my mattress so I sopped up everything as best I could and rung out the items that got wet.

I was confused as to how so much water had leaked into my tent and figured I did something wrong when setting it up (but what, I had no idea!).  I thought maybe I was just in a low spot and water somehow leaked in.  Oh well, no time to worry, it was time to get moving!

Off we went, before it was even light.  No time for coffee or breakfast for me, Infinity was on the move.  It was very cold and windy, but the rain held off, but was mostly blowing off the trees, so it was almost like getting rained on.  We hiked steadily uphill, but nothing too killer.

As we climbed, it got colder and there was snow mixed with rain.  As I hike in trail runners, my feet are always at danger of getting cold so I was wearing my RAB vapor barrier socks to keep my feet dry and they worked great!  I was also wearing fleece gloves with Mountain Laurel Design waterproof mittens on top.  Infinity asked me if I had tried them out prior to coming here and I reminded her that it doesn't rain in California, which is true!  I had not tested my tent or any of my gear in rain.  I guess I could've run the sprinklers on it, but as we're in a drought, that's pretty wasteful.  I suppose it was kind of dumb of me to not test them, but nevertheless, here I was and so far all was working as it should.

We made it to the top of Blood Mountain (not too difficult of a climb) and there was the beautiful stone shelter there.  Stopped in for a few pictures and made a quick call to Kate and then headed out to keep up with Infinity.  She said the way down Blood Mt was a bit tricky, so I didn't want to lose her.  She was right - there was one turn I surely would've missed had I not been following her.

Her friend, Tom, a nice guy who shuttles hikers, made us a reservation at Blood Mt cabins, so we were all set!  He was also going to pick up our group and take us into Blairsville for dinner and grocery shopping.

Anyway, on the hike off Blood Mt, my hands got very, very cold.  The wind was blowing pretty hard and the temp had dropped, so I was very happy to finally see the outdoor center.  There was a church group there grilling hamburgers and they offered us some, which I declined as I am a vegetarian, but Infinity took them up on their offer.  I headed into the outdoor center to see if they had sandwiches or something, but they didn't have any vegetarian ones. Anyway, Infinity's friends Oops and Mary Poppins (they thru-hiked in 2014) were there and gave us donuts and strawberries and a ride down to our cabin, so thank you Oops and Mary Poppins for your kindness and generosity!

We checked in and headed to our cabin which had a bed in the loft that I claimed and a separate bedroom downstairs with Infinity claimed.  Lois was to share with us and she, unfortunately, had the couch bed in the living room since she was arriving later.  When she arrived, she was cheerful as always and didn't seem to mind.  What a sweet lady!

I went up to the office and bought a frozen cheese pizza, cooked it, and promptly ate half of it.  Related all evening, read my Kindle, and let my body recover.  The next day was a zero day - yay!

I would like to add here that when I arrived at the cabin, I really wanted to go home at this point.  I was homesick and my day had been very rough.  However, after a hot shower, change of clean clothes, and a nice dinner, I was back on for more hiking with a more refreshed attitude.

Day 6

Rest day!  I didn't do much today other than finish drying my sleeping bag, liner, mattress, tent, etc., all of which got sopping wet when my tent leaked, organized my gear, read my book, and relaxed.  Met Susan up at the office, so it was great to finally meet her.  Also met Catwalk and Bon Bon who came up with the great idea of us all getting together to have a spaghetti dinner that night.  We invited Mark, Shrub, Honda Hawk and Bounder and the party was on!  We ate tons of spaghetti and Honda Hawk brought Kit Kats for desert.  It was a lovely evening with great folks.

Infinity wanted to leave at 6 a.m. the next morning as we had an over 11-mile day plus she wanted to get to the shelter, which only slept 7, first since it was going to rain that night.  I got all my stuff ready to go for an early morning.

Day 7

Barely slept then got up at 5 a.m. so I could have coffee and pop tart before heading out.  Accomplished all that then grabbed my bag and headed downstairs.  Lois had a bit of trouble finding batteries for her headlamp - her headlamp had accidentally switched on and burnt out the batteries.  I felt bad because she was trying to hurry as she felt she was holding us up, but I told her to relax, take her time in finding them, we're not in that big of a hurry.  I mean, we're on vacation, right?  She eventually found them and we headed out around 6:15 or so.

I had my new touch activated headlamp on and it worked great! It was dark and very cold outside, but the air was crisp and clean. The trail was all uphill for a while, so it was easy to stay warm. Eventually the sky turned red off to the east and it was so beautiful watching the sunrise!  I am not much of an early riser, but that was a nice treat. We went up and downhills for quite some time and even got a lovely view from a slab on the far side of one of the mountains we went over.

Made it to Tenatsee (sp?) gap and there was so much trash there! Looked like trail angels left boxes of goodies, but hikers just threw their trash everywhere. Anyway, there was a very steep climb out of there, but I didn't mind it and then back down a hill (kind of a recurring them on the AT) and more of the same all the way to our shelter for the night, Low Gap.

We were the first ones to claim spaces in the shelter (of course) and we relaxed and chatted with many hikers who came, made a meal, and then headed on.  Our plan was to hike for I believe 3 more days and then stay at the Top of Georgia Hostel, where I had a bounce box waiting.

It was a nice afternoon and lovely evening.  I made a delicious meal mixing dried veggies into my Mary Jane organic meal and adding chunks of cheese - yummy! Two of the German guys, Lightening Bolt and I forget the other one's name, and Silent Force claimed space in the shelter as well as Bounder.  I was very, very tired so went to bed early.

I had been asleep for about 1.5 hours or so when I was awakened in the middle of the night by someone snoring very, very loudly.  I mean it was like a freight train running through the shelter.  I had earplugs in, but they were useless with this kind of snoring.  I tried the trick of laying on my side and plugging my ear tightly until I fell back to sleep, but that didn't block out the snoring.  I lay there for a while and checked the time - 10:30 p.m.  Time to go find a place to put my tent up as I knew if I stayed in the shelter I wouldn't get any sleep.  I walked up the trail a bit and found a nice, flat spot to pitch my tent, again taking pains to make sure I put the fly on properly.

Around 4:30 or 5 a.m., a big thunderstorm roared through.  The rain was intense and lasted about half an hour or 45 minutes.  I was really hoping that my tent had stayed dry, but nope, it had a lake in it and everything on the floor was soaked, including my clothes, sleeping bag, and backpack.  I cleaned up the mess as best as I could and made the decision to hike to Unicoi gap and catch a ride into town to dry my stuff out and contact Big Agnes to tell them of the problem I was having with my tent as this did not seem right.

At daylight, I went over and told Lois and Infinity of my plan, said goodbye, and headed out as I had about 9 miles to hike.  It was foggy and rainy, but pleasant hiking otherwise as it was flat for the first 7 or so miles.  I stopped at Blue Mountain Shelter for some lunch and chatted with a hiker named Stretch who had got caught in the thunderstorm that morning and all his gear was soaked, so he was headed out at Unicoi gap as well.

When I left the shelter, I ran into Infinity.  She told me that she was hiking to Unicoi gap as well and catching a ride to Top of Georgia hostel, getting a new headlamp, and then was going to start hiking from there.  I asked her if she had let Lois know that since Lois was supposed to meet her at the Blue Mountain Shelter and she said that she hadn't seen Lois since that morning so she had not told her of her new plan.  I wish I would've thought of leaving Lois a note to let her know that Infinity was heading on, but it didn't occur to me.  I felt bad about that, but I proceeded on to the gap.

At the gap, I contacted Best Western and made a reservation.  Then a guy showed up with a van and offered to shuttle us down to Helen, GA (where BW was), for $10/apiece.  Me, the two German guys, Silent Force, and Stretch all took him up on the offer.

What a cute little town Helen is!  It's like a little German settlement with windmills and quaint shops. I checked into the hotel, hiker trashed my room by stretching everything out to dry, grabbed a shower, and then headed out to get something to eat.

Came back and gave Big Agnes a phone call. I spoke to a customer service lady and told her what had happened with my tent.  I am not going to go into detail here, but let's say that I was not exactly happy with the proposed solution of using my tent without the footprint and seeing how that went. That was not a good solution in my opinion and with the next 8 out of 10 days projected for rain, I decided to throw in the towel and head home.  Slogging through rain with a tent I could not depend on was not my idea of fun.

I walked around the town for a while and really enjoyed the warm sun and lovely scenery.  Kate was working on my flight reservations and I was a bit sad about leaving so soon, but happy to be reunited with my beloved family that I missed so much.  There are tons of trail in California so I had much more hiking in my future.

I went to the store and got a bottled coke and sat on the Adirondack chairs outside, enjoying the relaxation time and lovely, warm weather.  Life was good!

Infinity texted me and said she was taking a rest day at Top of Georgia hostel and then back on the trail and asked me what my plan was.  I told her I was headed home.  A few hours later, she asked if she could catch a ride with me and I told her of course.

Day 8

I got a rental care the next day, picked up Infinity, dropped her at the Atlanta airport so she could pick up her rental car, and then I checked into a hotel as my flight was the next day.

Upon reflection of my week-long hike, I can say that I met some truly wonderful and inspirational people, ate some good (but naughty!) food, lost a couple of pounds in spite of said naughty food (yay!), and had a good time!  I will be honest, though, as I was not super impressed with the trail.  I had known all along that there would be very few views, but the amount of trash all along the trail was a bit dismaying.  I know it's the start of the trail and there are so many people out there, but these are hikers trashing these trails and they should know better.  It's shameful! I have hiked much of the northern section of it, including the Presidentials and Katahdin and those are all very pristine trails with amazing views, so I know that not all of the AT is that trashed.

There are many, many trails out there that I would like to hike and hiking a section of the southern part of the AT is now crossed of my list. What's next? We shall see...

More adventures to come!





Sunday, March 22, 2015

The Hard Part

I am using my phone to type this so please pardon any grammatical errors!

Yesterday I left our home in Joshua Tree to drive up to our house in Ahwahnee as I am flying out of Fresno this evening (just for the record - this was incredibly dumb on my part.  Sleep?  Who needs sleep?  I don't need no steenkin' sleep!).  Leaving my partner of 7 years and our six cats and one dog was emotionally heart wrenching.  Yes, I want to go hike on the A.T. and I am excited about it, but how does one leave the love of their life not even knowing when they are returning?

We both cried as I left and I struggled to not throw down my backpack and declare that I was staying...because I had to go.  I have to do this for me, even though it breaks my heart to leave my family.  So I left.

I am incredibly lucky that I have such a wonderful and supportive partner in my life that not only allows me to pursue my adventures, but is supportive of them.  She is staying behind to care for our home and all our animals (which is practically a full-time job) so I can have an adventure.  I am incredibly thankful for her and I appreciate everything she does for us.

In return,  I support her pursuit of adventure as Kate is a solo big wall climber.  I help carry loads to the base of her climb, belay patiently as she fixes pitches, and then tearfully see her off as she leaves the ground for a couple of weeks.

This is love, folks.  Helping and supporting one another even though it hurts your heart to let them go for a while.

The benefit is when we return to one another, happy and refreshed, and with a new and grateful perspective on life.  Our relationship is stronger because of this.

Thank you my beautiful, loving, and kind Kate.  You mean everything to me and I can't wait to come back home to you!


In other news, I got my pack ready to go the other day and came to the sad realization that my ultralight cuben fiber pack wasn't going to cut it for this trip - I was really having to cram it to get everything to fit.  It wasn't heavy, just bulky.  I stopped at REI in Fresno and, after about an hour of trying on many fancy bags, I found one that fit perfectly and would carry all my gear easily - the REI Crestrail.  As a bonus, it was about a $100 less than most packs its size.  I had an REI pack a few years ago and loved it, but it wasn't very durable.  Supposedly they have fixed this issue so we shall see.  Unfortunately, I had to miss dinner with my friends so I could figure this out so thank you Matt and Jennifer for your understanding!

Sunday, March 8, 2015

Where Does the Time Go? Appalachian Trail Countdown

Sixteen days before I head out on Springer Mountain in Georgia, the southern start of the Appalachian Trail.  I can't believe how fast time has flown and that it is almost here and I feel like I still have so much to do before I can leave.

Since being in Joshua Tree for the last couple of months, my training schedule has taken a complete dive due to work and renovations on the house.  I finally took a hike up Chaparrosa Peak in Pioneer Town Preserve and I felt a bit of pain in the top of my patella when hiking uphill.  What the heck?  I've never felt pain in me knee going uphill!  After doing a bit of online research, it is from overuse.  See, I take the dog for a walk around our home and I had been carrying a very heavy pack, heavier than I would actually carry on the trail as I was training.  This was no muy bueno.

So I have been resting this week.  I am now worried about not having any training before getting on the trail in a few weeks.  I will continue to do my walks around home, which are usually 3 miles or so, sans the heavy pack, so that is probably better than nothing.  I am sure I am stressing for nothing, though.  Last year, when I had a stress fracture in my foot before my 200-mile hike in England, I had very little training before leaving as I had to spend several months healing in order to be able to even go.  I still managed to do two back-to-back 15-mile days on the first two days of hiking.

It's difficult for me to acknowledge that my knee joints (and other joints) simply do not work the way they used to.  Injuries or mystery pain pops up whenever it feels like and for what appears to be no reason.  I feel like I have no control over this and I simply want to keep on doing what I love - hiking, climbing, etc., for as long as I can.  Today I read Infinity's (my A.T. trail partner) trail journal and something she wrote was very inspiring and helpful for me:  "Ladies – don’t let those aches and pains stop you from hiking. My joints in my feet, hands, elbows and knees have progressively become more painful, but I know if I stop moving, they will only hurt more – so out I go and push my body to its limits!"

It's a reminder that first off, I am not the only one with aches and pains and secondly (so I need to quit my whining), I have to keep moving...maybe much slower than I am used to or want, but just keep moving!  Thank you, Infinity, for that inspiration.

I have my maps, food, all my backpacking gear (still assembling, but it's all there) and just need to get on my flight and go.  Another Summit Sister, Melanie Evans, is kind enough to pick us up at the airport and drop us at the Hiker Hostel.  All arrangements have been made and the trail awaits. 

I can do this.



Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Why Ya Gotta Leave Your Mark? Why?

Not that long ago, we took a trip out to the Las Vegas area which, besides all the casinos, has amazing outdoor recreational opportunities.  Red Rock Canyon National Conservation area, Death Valley National Park, Valley of Fire State Park, Hoover Dam, Lake Mead, etc., you get the picture, there is a lot to do for an outdoorsy person.

We decided to visit Valley of Fire since we had never been there before.  It's about an hour northeast of Las Vegas and is Nevada's oldest and largest state park.  It earned its name from "red sandstone formations, formed from great shifting sand dunes during the age of dinosaurs, 150 million years ago. Complex uplifting and faulting of the region, followed by extensive erosion, have created the present landscape." Source:http://parks.nv.gov/parks/valley-of-fire-state-park/

We drove into the park and it was indeed breathtaking landscape.  Soaring red rock formations all around us and blooming vegetation made for quite the lovely drive in.  We stopped at the visitor center, which was in a  gorgeous location, and picked up a map so we could find a couple of short trails to explore.

We chose Mouse's Tank Trail which has prehistoric petroglyphs carved into the walls.  We drove to the trailhead, which was quite crowded, and set off on our half-mile hike.

The trail went down a narrow canyon and after a short while, we saw the petroglyphs carved into the sandstone.  Beautiful!





What a privilege to be able to see these beautiful images!

Then there were "other" images, the more recent kind...




On many of my hikes, I have found graffiti on rocks, names carved into rocks or trees, people writing their name with a sharpie marker on rocks, or tons of rock cairns in one location because if one does it, everyone must do it.  So my question is, why do people feel the need to leave behind their mark?  The last thing I want to see on a hike is "YOLO 2013" spray painted across a large boulder (yes, I have seen this!).

I have thought about this a lot and can only come up with a few reasons.  My first thought is ignorance - they do not know or understand the impact of what they are doing.  Yeah, they know it's wrong, but what's the big deal of carving or writing your name on a rock or a tree?  The second reason is that they do know that it is wrong and that everyone can see it, but they just don't care.  You know, "Breaking the law, breaking the law!"  No one is going to tell them what to do, so they do it and they don't care if you don't like it.  The last reason I can come up with, as has been the news lately here in Joshua Tree with one certain graffiti artist, is they are doing their art and somehow people will love and appreciate this art.  They are "honoring" the desert, not desecrating it.

Does that look like art to you?  Come on, dude.

Other than those few reasons, I really have no idea why people feel the need to leave their mark.  If you have ideas as to why, by all means, share them in the comments.  As I have never felt the need to "leave my mark," I cannot relate to this at all.  I am interested in hearing other people's interpretations, though.

My partner just pointed out another reason - status.  "Hey look at the dangerous position I had to get into to spray paint my weird graffiti symbols that no one understands?"  I think this happens a lot in cities, but I see it on large rock formations as well.  Hey, you know what?  No graffiti is worth risking your life over.

Oh, on another note, 3 more weeks before I hit the A.T. with my friend, Infinity.  I am trying not to let panic set in, but I do feel the pressure of getting everything ready to go.  No real panic yet, but it's coming...

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Battle of the Bulge (argh!)

So any of you that are middle-aged and perhaps are approaching or are already in menopause can probably relate to this.  I have always been slender and fit, very athletic as I am a rock climber and hiker.  However, due to a multitude of reasons (health among others) I haven't climbed regularly in a couple of years.  I do hike as much as I can, but not nearly as much as I used to.

Once menopause hit me a couple of years ago (I am currently 49, so I went through it kind of early), my metabolism slowed down noticeably.  Those days of losing 5 lbs at the drop of a hat are long gone, sister.  Now the question is here, have my eating habits changed to accommodate my slowing metabolism?  Um...nope!

Result:  10 lbs of flab around mainly around my waist and I can see those stupid dimply things on my arms and legs (yeah, I know what they're actually called, but I ain't saying it!).  I don't like it!  I have put myself on a diet numerous times, only to rebound to my old ways and put the weight back on quickly.  Frustrating!  I can't seem to make myself stick to a regular exercise routine.  It's like my iron-clad will has faded a bit and I can't seem to motivate myself.

It simply needs to stop.  I am NOT getting off the Appalachian Trail until I lose 10 pounds.  TEN POUNDS!  You heard it.  And no, this is not my main reason for getting on the trail, but hey, it might help me to STAY on the trail when the going gets rough, right?

I will post a before photo of me showing my flabbage when I get enough courage to actually take a photo and share it publicly, but I will do it.  Stay tuned, folks.

In the mean time, here's a photo from the start of my 200-mile coast-to-coast trail hike in England last August, 2014.


Thursday, January 29, 2015

Appalachian Trail 2015!

I have not posted in this blog in forever and honestly, had forgotten that it even existed - shame on me!  It's not that I have quit hiking or climbing...just haven't had a lot of time to blog.  Consider this blog post a kickoff to get it going again.

Last year, August 2014, I hiked the 200-mile Coast-to-Coast trail in England, which goes from the beautiful little village of St. Bees on the west coast of England to the beautiful little village of Robin Hood Bay on the east coast of England.  It was absolutely amazing and I will post a trip report on it soon.

For now, let me share my hiking plans for this year.  I am getting on the Appalachian Trail starting March 24th.  I am meeting my friends Debbie "Infinity" Mille and Heather Mitchell McLean and we will all start out together on the trail.  I have not met Debbie in person yet, but just through our Facebook page, Summit Sisters, but from what I can see, she is very fit, hikes a lot, and is a wonderful grandmother!  Heather I met at the beginning of the Pacific Crest Trail - the kickoff actually, and she is just a wonderful and friendly lady.  I am very much looking forward to hiking with both of them.

As for how far I will hike...well, that is a mystery to me.  My original intent was to hike a big section, which I may just do.  However, I want to leave the option open of hiking the entire trail should I decide that's what I want to do.  I may get out there and decide that I am having the time of my life and don't want to leave the trail.  If that's the case, then I will stay on and hike it through.

But, if I am injured, become horribly homesick (a real concern, actually), or am just not really enjoying myself, then I will head home.  But I am NOT going home until I lose the 10 lbs that I gained a couple of years ago that are stubbornly hanging on.  I can out-stubborn you, fat!

I am looking forward to getting out there and actually experiencing what I've been reading about for so many years.  I am truly a lucky and blessed woman!

I am a jewelry maker (sell on Etsy) and I wanted to make a special bracelet in honor of my upcoming hike.  This is it - my white blaze bracelet!  I plan on making one for each of my hiking partners.