There is something warm and comfortable about spending time with people you grew up with. A specific set of experiences and memories that forever bind you together. For Deborah, Carolyn and me those circumstances meant…

Injury and weather have been occupying our thoughts as our Alaska backpack looms ever closer. An inflammation of my piriformis, my 3rd such over the last 10 years has physically derailed me. Summer’s heat, humidity…

I first heard about the Happy Hikers from my father some 25+ years ago. Not long after his retirement I remember his Thursdays became dedicated to hiking. A few years later I learned his Thursday…

We went to the Big South Fork National River and Recreation Area a couple of months ago to backpack with a group from our local Sierra Club. It was my 80th backpack. Not a bad…

For the last 22 or so years, I have had an on and off again affair with running. Never much of an athlete, I took my first tentative steps in my early forties and have…