It was already mid September and I was anxious to finish the trail before winter set in. So I packed up all my gear and and waited impatiently till the weekend. Then last minute, I hit a speed bump. The last segment of the trail was an hour and a half from the house and... Continue Reading →
Hiking the Laurel Highlands
By the end of summer I had the hiking bug. We had spent one glorious week in Acadia National Park, hiking, swimming and picking huckleberries to our hearts content. (Don't know what a huckleberry is? Check it out here). I had never been to Maine in June, and returned home with black-fly bites to prove... Continue Reading →