Solo Hike Up Ampersand Mountain

A teeny-tiny post about soloing.

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I Can Cook. Now Help Me With The Tarp.

Wind blew the rain into our camp kitchen. We were mostly dry, as dry as we could be after kayaking all day in a steady rain, thanks to the strategically-hung tarp overhead. The leaders decided to push off a day the Iron Chef ODAN edition competition to allow we weary paddlers a chance to make a simpler meal and turn in early. The nine-day Georgian Bay expedition gave us plenty of time to experiment with the camp craft and provisioning skills we had been practicing in shorter trips over the course of a year in the program.

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The Origins of My Outdoor Life

“Doesn’t your husband go winter camping with you?” asked a kindly stranger in Algonquin Park.

“Oh no,” I replied. “That’s not really his thing. He’s home with the dog.”

Truth is, I could insert almost any family member and outdoor activity into that first question and it would be the same conversation I’ve had with so many different people over the years. It’s usually followed by “so what happened to you?” + Read More

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