The most difficult obstacle to face on this route is avoiding the massive bird poop that’s waiting for you near the top.
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Awesome job @schwankdog! Minus the loose rocks, I enjoyed building this anchor with you! 😋
"I always tell the girls, never take it seriously, if ya never take it seriously ya never get hurt, ya never get hurt, ya always have fun, and if you ever get lonely, just go to the mountains and visit your friends." #almostfamousbutmontanastyle
When it's not trying to be early winter, it's still an awfully pretty fall here. The rubber rabbit brush is in full, glorious yellow bloom, the sky is bright, the light is epic. Just wandering in the backyard and soaking it all in. Loving every second of this still and always astonishing beauty.
"The old Medicine Man walked toward me, closing the gap between us. All I could see was the intensity of his eyes. Dark and moody like the under currents of the great oceans. Suddenly, his smile emerged from deep within, and the mountains started glowing all around us. I felt like I was wearing rose colored glasses; but my heart knew this was all to real." "Are you ready for this evening Kelly?" Red Hawks voice sounded tinny to me as I fought to keep my head clear. "What's happening to me Charlie", I managed to blurt out. He laughed like only Red Hawk could and I knew everything would be ok. Then we heard them calling each other and I bolted into the sweatlodge like a crazed animal, leaving Charlie standing outside doubled over with mirth. "It's just two Bigfoot", he spilled in between peals of laughter.. "And if you don't lighten up too they'll be joining us inside.".... EXCERTS from my book..
"RED HAWK DREAMING". For @archit_nangavaram. The up and coming author of a best selling book. Keep writing Archit everyday.
Siskiyou Mountains in N. California
#onlyinnortherncalifornia#norcalhiking , #blmwild#mypubliclands , #usinterior
Thanks for joining us on an excellent Pike Peaks hike to take in the changing fall colors this weekend. Photos courtesy of Curt Nimz. See www.wildconnections.org for more upcoming hikes. #wildcolorado#pikespeak#mypubliclands
We had a great time participating in the first annual #californiaflyfishingopen hosted by @ssffclub
The event, music and food was amazing and so was the fishing experience. We are looking forward to next year already!
It may not be the birdiest of hikes around, but I find sharing the near solitude and silence with the occasional kinglet and crossbill as one of the most peaceful moments of my days. [Those fleeting moments, cherished with unflinching grip, of which I find myself so often searching for with great determination. Here it is. Take it in.]
Horse rock ridge trail takes you through mixed old growth Doug-fir/western hemlock forest, then out over grassland "bald" ridges filled with natural diversity and beauty. Linn Co., OR. 9.24.17. Selfie #1 I'm pointing South to the areas I surveyed this season; #2 I'm pointing West in reference to adventuretime had. For futures sake, East has really got a hold on me. 🌄 #mypubliclands#oldgrowthforest#baldhills#conifercountry#horserockridge
During our time in Great Basin National Park, we hitched a ride up to Wheeler Peak to see a grove of Bristlecone Pines, the world's oldest living specimen. These tough, gnarly trees grow high up in the mountains of the park just below the tree line, where they survive in the harsh, alpine climate. The oldest of these trees are over 5,000 years old!
As I make my final preparations for a hunt (one of my favorite parts) I can't help but look back at all the wonderful memories that have been created. I'm packing this gear and thinking back to when I picked up this ram above 12,000 ft while barely being able to open my eyes because of the hurricane force winds and remembering how I snuck to within 100 yards of this bull with about 80 other elk. watching and listening to them as I took in everything possible in the extremely remote and beautiful country they call home. This moose trip with my dad has been something I've always wanted to do and I'm so excited for the memories we will make. Hopefully I'll be looking at a moose next time while packing for my (our) next experience. #exomountaingear#kuiu#crispiboots#kuiunation#leupold#mypubliclands#keepitpublic#hunting#huntnv 👍🏻
We went looking for fall today in Shenandoah NP and man did it feel good to be back. Winnie and I haven't been in the Shenandoahs since before our thru hike of the Northville-Placid Trail and it felt really good to feel at "home."
Winnie and I haven't gotten out to do much since returning home from Maine 2 weeks ago. Near the end of our trip she injured one of her toe nails on her front left paw and it was important to me that she heal completely before doing anything. For 2 weeks she's hung out on the couch resting while I worked both jobs and once we got to the trail head today she was full steam ahead.
We did a 13.2 mile loop in Shenandoah Wilderness that did not disappoint in the least bit. With sweeping mountain vistas and plenty of water when down off the ridge line we felt right at home.
The leaves are beginning to change color above 3000 ft but I think it'll be another 2 or 3 weeks before we see peak color in Shenandoah. Regardless, what a beautiful day to be out ❤️
One of my favorite experiences of 2017 (so far) was summiting Mt. Whitney. So for 2018 Alex and I want to attempt another beautiful peak: Mt. Rainier! We just registered for a climb with @rmiexpeditions! T-minus 10 months!
As we crested the grade I switched off the AC and cracked the drivers side window. New and surprisingly cold air filled the cabin. Gauzy clouds between Hwy 30 and a blue sky. The mellow light fell upon everything. About 10 miles back behind us the sun was still beaming down on a Nebraska road. A ham fisted painters idea of happy, the clear horizon and bright white sun for hours on end. That was the 80. Two giant cement tracks headed East or West depending on your preference. Big rigs and American sedans are what you see. Relief is reading the names of companies painted on 40ft trailers, sometimes new, sometimes not. We left that interstate and took the smaller road. Now passing people and houses not snow breaks and Peterbilts. Fenced field after field. An occasional "Now Entering" city limit sign accompanied by a population number small enough to let me know there will not be a latte available here. Small enough that everyone knows what store you mean when you say "going to the store". We drove through these municipalities as the bright sky behind us gave way to a soft and glowing grey. The weather cooled, the day became under exposed. We pulled over to breath it in along side a farm road leading South. The rain turned to snow. An old sedan passed behind us, it's occupants notably absent from a town with a 3 digit population. Another moment to savor the October mood on a hill in Nebraska.
This domelike structure is actually calcified rock following a hot spring that's been built up over thousands of years. On the far side the spring comes out into some perfect pools with a view toward the majestic and snowy sierras. I just stopped here for a visit and didn't get to soak much more than my toes, but this is definitely on my bucket list of places to return to.