De retour du #tourdesfiz en rando sur deux jours avec les randonneurs du @lesalvagny.capfrance . Je ferai un retour vidéo sur ces magnifiques sentiers. À tout bientôt et bravo aux 22 randonneurs pour avoir fait le GRAND tour😉. Merci au Refuge du Châtelet pour l’accueil.
As I look back at my life, I wonder how I progressed from a striking low to a sustainable high. I think the reason to be at a sustainable high is the presence of a lot of ups and downs that make you resilient. Every low was important for today. Today is definitely better than yesterday, but the key is to slay the tomorrow! 💫
I listened to sounds from searching winds curling around pine and juniper as alpine water crashed down granite canals along Pyramid Creek. A pair of darting birds called out as they flew past me. A thought struck me suddenly. The wilds are an eternal collective; always adapting and cooperating.
In this moment I had the entire trail to myself, and I could feel the immensity of the solitude. I allowed my thoughts to bathe in the calm created by this synthesis of nature's elements.
📸 July 18, 2018 Lover's Leap is in the center of the shot. It is an incredible sight, from just about anywhere.
When the camera man is equally stoked about your first attempt on a freakin steep rock roller 🤘 thanks @carlocha13 for your mental support and showing me around Whistler 🙌 what a unicorn of a trail 🦄
Holiday spam photos coming your way 😂 I posted everything to my stories mainly😑, this was the last day we had in Saranda before we headed to gjakove! Seriously miss the beach!
One thing about being here though is that this little guy you see in the picture has absolutely blossomed, I mean he runs and plays without me and daddy 😵 with strangers ( family never meet) it is amazing what having family members around can do! Should bring them all back with us 😂😍🇦🇱
~New uncle enters the house~
Leon- who’s that
Me -an uncle
Leon~ yay yay ( dancing around) a new uncle to play with Seriously what has happened 😵 Leon hates people hahaha
CDT Day 26. Friday, July 6. Grand Lake to Radial Mountain. Daily Miles: 15.9, plus 5 bonus miles (20.9). Total Miles: 537.2
The hiker mooch I mentioned in the last post—who I will now refer to as Cadger—was able to sweet talk out of me a bowl of my Captain Crunch before I left the lodge. I tried to hitchhike but no cars were picking me up, which I thought was unusual since Colorado has been an easy state to hitch in. Walking as I had my thumb up I discovered why: the highway led to the RMNP entrance and the drivers weren’t locals but tourists who were probably scared of hitchhikers, even ones with trekking poles in their hands. I walked up to the gate and paid my $15 to get in even though I wouldn’t have been charged if I stayed on trail last night. Frustrated, I finally gave up and made my peace with the expensive bonus miles. Sure enough, I was then offered an unsolicited ride from a young Frenchman living out of a minivan. He drove me the one mile I had left to the Bowen Gulch Trailhead. Nice jesture but unnecessary at that point. I headed to Bowen Pass where Peppers caught up to me just before. I was startled when he called my name because my earbuds were in. As soon as I turned around and saw him, thunder rumbled like some old Bela Lugosi horror movie. We walked maybe a tenth of a mile talking when I noticed we were about 10 feet from a female moose. We looked at her confounded, she looked at us confounded, then we looked at each other confounded. Moose have a reputation for being ornry and agressive so we moved on as quickly and as calmly as possible. She went back to chewing grass and we went back to chatting. We hiked over Bowen Pass, which reminded us of a PCT pass as it was a steep up-and-over instead of a ridgewalk. I pushed on a little farther than I wanted to make sure I camped next to a water source. Hikers in the bubble were talking about renting an Air BnB in Steamboat Springs, and I was eager to partake. That was before I knew my AT friends Sonic and Mojito, who lived in Steamboat, would pull out all the stops to make sure I had a comfortable stay in town.
My favorite place in the North Cascades. Erin and I want to do this entire traverse next summer, so I’m gonna need her to fix that leg. I also am gonna need lots of candy to get through it. I also need to not wear trail runners on snow and then freakishly self arrest down a huge gulley and totally be spooked. Hey, I lived. Erin, I’ll pack boots next year 🙃