Weekend Wandering: Iron Roads

Weekend Wandering // Oct 23-25, 2015: Iron Roads You promised yourself to the mountains, so you go.  Sometimes my trips start as part of an email chain, a Facebook group message, long conversations about where and when to go. Other times, they start like this: “Wanna still do the Via Ferrata? I’ll do it with you” “YES.” “Ok. I can leave Friday night.” I love a good road trip with open-ended details. There’s something exciting about knowing where you’re headed, but not what you’ll see or do along the way. Very few things… Read More

Meet the Adam and Eve of my mountain spirit

My parents came for a visit last week. To paint a verbal picture of who they are would take, quite literally, forever. So I’ll just say this: I’m my mother’s physical doppelganger and voice mimc. I inherited my father’s determination (read: stubbornness), emotional distance, and minimalist personality. That doesn’t even begin to describe them, but its a start. My parents had me out on trail at (and they’ll correct me if I’m wrong) about age zero. While they may have moved me to the flat land of Florida at the ripe old age of four,… Read More

Moab Day 3: Canyonlands and Negro Bill Canyon Trail

As it turns out – cars need gas to run. It also turns out Canyonlands National Park is 527 square miles. Our third day in Moab didn’t go quite as planned. We set off from camp with about a quarter tank of gas and expecting to drive about 40 miles to do a bit of hiking. Little did I know that the trail I was hoping to do was nearly three hours from the park entrance. Can we chalk that up to a blonde moment?  Fortunately we were at the park in the early… Read More

Strong, my kindred sister

Far more than physical, strength is in the mind. It’s the ability to push past our own boundaries, demolish the walls that scream “no you can’t”, and do more than you ever thought possible.  I love this friend-sister and hope everyone has people in their lives who inspire them 🙂  ~m.

Moab: Day 2

I don’t think there’s anything quite as satisfying as waking up in a tent to the early morning wilderness. Don’t get me wrong – marshmallows, a decent burger and cider after a long hike, and petting fluffy things are all close runners up; but there’s something more to witnessing and existing in the dawn’s ambiance. Sometimes I think that if I’m still enough, I might actually be able to hear the earth breathe, to see the ripple of its pulse move through everything around me.  I think that’s why I dig solo hiking so much: my brain finally stops… Read More

Moab: Day 1

Every weekend should be a three-day weekend. Even though its only one more day, I feel like the amount of exploring is exponentially increased and time seems to slow down (in a good way). The Mister, a friend from Florida, Mountain Man, and I headed to Moab early Friday AM. Truthfully, I wanted to disappear into the hills here in CO, but having never experienced Utah beyond ski resorts, I was game for a new adventure.  Upon returning I have one word: holyshitsticksamazingmagicwonderland. There is a connection in that place – a draw… Read More

Just a Gut Reaction

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. John Muir Simply put: mamma nature knows what we need, and being active outdoors is just plain good for us. I recently read an article on Huffington Post that touches on the health and mental benefits of hiking (scroll to the end of the post for the link). Based on the social media reaction to the story, I think it resonated with many-an-outdoorsman – myself included. And why shouldn’t… Read More

Buffalo Peaks Wilderness backpacking

I expected this past weekend to be a truly wet and rainy backpacking experience, but the weather gods smiled and treated us to a few sprinkles – nothing more. This was my first hike through the area and I loved every beautiful minute. The season is getting late so there’s a bit more brown in the color mix, however there are still a decent number of stubborn wildflowers in it for the long haul.  The Trail Description: We started at the Rich Creek TH and wandered up Tumble Creek Trail. It connects up to Rich… Read More

Trail “Running”

Colorado trails harbor Flash-like athletes who have speed and agility like I had never seen until I actually lived here. I call them Trail Gazelles, and I aspire to be one.  I’m no stranger to jogging (read yogging). I grew up running at 5AM with my parents. Even though the sun wasn’t up, we’d slog through 80 degrees of heat and humidity, emerging with a feeling of accomplishment. And despite my living in Florida for 24 years, I’m also no stranger to hiking. I spent many of my summers tromping around the Appalachians or visiting Colorado to snag a 14er…. Read More

When The Going Gets Tough

This is going to sound unbelievably corny. But every time I think I can’t do something, this is what I end up telling myself. Not just once or twice. I say it over and over again until I actually believe it. The crazy thing is– it works. For me anyway. And boy am I going to need this. Four months to train, forty miles to run. Here we go 😉 {Reese}