Who needs a grid?

If you’d asked me in 2019, I’d have told you that no, I can’t spend two weeks in a camper in the national forest because I have a real job, thank you very much. Life and work have changed a lot since then, and this grove of Jeffery pines in the Inyo National Forest was my office for a week and then base camp for a week of vacation.

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Short hikes on long days

“Summer in Northern New England”

Every so often the reality of the days matches up with the layers of nostalgia, anticipation, longing, and hope packed into that phrase. Last weekend was one of those times when high pressure brought low humidity and blue skies with storybook puffy white clouds, and I took advantage by doing two classic moderate hiking loops— my beloved Welch-Dickey, which I’ve hiked many times and which never disappoints, and a popular route I’ve never done before over Mt. Percival and Mt. Morgan.

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Opting outside

The Covid-19 pandemic has upended a lot of cherished traditions in 2020, but I’m happy to report that this year I was able to keep my longstanding tradition of not participating in Black Friday shopping. Taking a page from REI, I spent the day after Thanksgiving on a hike up and back down Sabbaday Brook trail.

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Old growth

The history of the White Mountain National Forest is intimately linked with the logging industry that dominated the region from the mid nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. It’s easy to spot the legacy of the logging companies in railroad grades and road cuts that cross the forest, and in the artifacts left behind in the woods. Knowing that most of the forest I see is second or third growth, I always wonder what the mature, old growth forest would look like. This weekend’s mission was to find out.

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