The history of my relationship with my tent, in five parts:
Once I received the news from my doctor that there were no torn ligaments involved with my knee injury, I made plans to head into Bon Echo Provincial Park.
I don’t pretend to be a travel expert on Squamish, British Columbia. Nearly four years have passed since I last visited.
I said so long to my fellow photogs after a lovely weekend in a workshop shooting the fall colors.
Coffee. I awoke at 5:30 to the beautiful music of a river running from its source and all I could think about was coffee. Today we would hike, so I dressed accordingly and slathered on the sunscreen.
The rain hits the lush green canopy overhead. Pat. Pat pat pat pat. As its intensity increases so does the frequency with which droplets break through my leafy roof and splash on my nose.
The idea for this trip with two dear, hometown friends (Kellie and Liz) and their daughters (Anna, Maura, and Sadie) came about the same week as May’s Georgian Bay kayak-camping outing. I had posted in Facebook asking if anyone had little girls that they would lend me for Wild Women Expeditions’ Women & Girls canoeContinue reading “Trip Report: Adventures in the Adirondacks”
Day 1: Saturday, August 22, 2015 The bulk of our pre-trip preparations were done over the late spring and early summer via e-mail and spreadsheets (it’s me – of course there was a spreadsheet!). I drove down to Ithaca on Friday night to start the weekend of our adventures.