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I remember the moment. As I hiked along Bubbs Creek in Kings Canyon National Park, my heart began to sing. I could swear it would explode right out of my heart. There had been moments before. When I first moved to the Sierra Nevada in California, I marveled at the…
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Runners in shorts and tank tops. People wearing flip flops, eating ice cream. If you didn’t know better, you would have thought it was the middle of July. I couldn’t reconcile the scene in my mind with what was coming the next day. Twenty-four hours later, it felt like mid…
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“Do I need to change?” my dad asks. “No, Dad, things are pretty casual in Nederland. A pair of jeans and a flannel shirt, and you’ll fit right in” I replied. “Although you might want change your shoes” I added. He had on blue canvas shoes with the name “Sperry”…
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The wait is over. Peak color is finally arriving to the high country of Colorado. Some of my favorite hikes are walking among golden aspen trees with snow capped peaks looming up above. It just took a little longer than in past years. Two weeks ago, I got a Facebook…
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