The hike was around 4 miles round trip at an elevation of just over 2000. That meant 2 miles up and 2 miles down. Seemed simple enough… or so I thought.
The first time I ever went hiking in Washington I knew I was hooked. Even though there were a few moments where I thought I was going to throw up, pass out, or worse…fall off the side of the mountain.
For the record, I ended up doing none of these things, but what I did end up doing was falling in love with the experience. Continue reading “Love At First Hike, and a Shrimp Festival to Boot”
This kick in the ass that I’m referring to has happened to me more than once, and it’s always happened at weird times.
It’s come in different forms & always when I least expect it. But being that I’m closing in on 30 I’m beginning to see a bit of pattern. Its always come exactly when I needed it.
One of these “kick’s in the ass” happened tonight. And it came with a few scrapes & bruises this time as well. Oh, lucky me.
It’s funny how life has a way of kicking you in the ass right at the moment you need it most, isn’t it?
Continue reading “Just the Kick in the Ass I Needed”