Hiker Joe waxes philosophic on the changing seasons. I love the smell of my camping gear. Not that virginal smell of synthetics just purchased from MEC, but the scent of a tent, tarp, and pack after years of being buffeted…
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Get your podcast on
by tmangan • October 30, 2005 • 0 Comments
I’ve been dragging my feet in getting in the podcasting craze, but I finally got a taste of it at trailcast.org, a site with podcasts that interview notable hikers. The most recent one is with Andrew Skurka, who hiked for…
The last post on bodily functions, I promise
by tmangan • October 30, 2005 • 0 Comments
Couldn’t help but post a link to this Backpacking Light discussion on pee bottles.
Done hiking today
by tmangan • October 30, 2005 • 0 Comments
Got my hike in at Castle Rock State Park. Pix & commentary at my home page.
On the rocks
by tmangan • October 30, 2005 • 0 Comments
Castle Rock State Park is a gorgeous little place in the Santa Cruz Mountains. It’s not especially large and the main trail is a nice five-mile loop with just enough hills to give you the sense that you’ve gotten some…
Hiking today
by tmangan • October 30, 2005 • 0 Comments
I’m off to the lovely and amazing Castle Rock State Park today. If you’re reading this in the Western Hemisphere, it means you also oughta be out there on a trail near you. I’ll be back with blisters and pictures…
Somebody call the caped crusader
by tmangan • October 29, 2005 • 0 Comments
Over at HighSierraTopix, a guy talks about his solo hiking/fishing/backpacking trip at Hetch-Hetchy in Yosemite National Park. It’s your basic “what I saw on the trail” account, till this part: Late that evening as I was casting a bat took…
An irresistible thread title
by tmangan • October 29, 2005 • 0 Comments
I”ve been meaning to post a link to one of the ever-informative threads at Sgt. Rock’s Hiking HQ (where tree-huggers and survivalists live in harmony w/nature, so long as nobody starts talking politics); well, I saw one of those links…
An ode to spiders
by tmangan • October 29, 2005 • 0 Comments
In honor of tarantula mating season, a reflection on eight-legged wonders: My older brother has always commanded my admiration. But my well-hidden admiration only goes so far. He is scared of spiders. Scared spit less by them. My brother is…