Mountain Climbing

Today we climbed a mountain. 


Granted, not a super impressive mountain, but it’s our mountain. And it beats Florida’s mountain.

I really need to tell you all about our vacation last week. We had the best time! Here’s a sneak peek:



We attempted to go for a hike yesterday–more about that in a bit. First, we’ll have a little photo comparison. 

A few months ago, I posted a photo from our hike on my last birthday: 


Yesterday I was only able to get within about sixty feet of where I took that picture and stay dry. 



It’s been a little wet here lately.

As for the attempt, we got about half a mile before I starting feeling…poorly. I tried to stick it out before I said anything, but eventually, I whined to Ian that I didn’t feel good. Shortly after that, he turned around and looked at me and promptly decided I would sit and he would go get the car, since we were near where the trail crosses the road.

I agreed, and Ian swapped sticks with me do is have his Snakebeater, which has a whistle on the top. Really, Ian, you should have known I’d pass out before whistling for help. Stubborn.

But then, both of us are stubborn.

Sure, I was a little sweaty and red and pale, but I don’t think I looked that bad. Only like it was about twenty degrees hotter than it actually was. 


And I’ve obviously become more comfortable with selfies, since I took some while awaiting rescue. Also I drank much water.

Happy Trails

This morning Ian and I went for a hike. He found a new trail for us and surprised me with it. 


We saw two snakes, a garter snake and a water moccasin. 

We saw a toad as well, and only one warning sign, even though there were a ton of dips.

A few crazy bridges. 


But this was my favorite trail marker from the six miles:   



Dilemma Solved

I’m sitting here at work (slacking), reading my emails and wondering what to write about today (even more slacking) and wouldn’t you know it, Justine at A Half Baked Life just solved all my problems. Well, enough to make me happy. Thanks, Justine!

1. What would you do with $5000 and eight weeks to spent it however you want, without any other responsibilities to worry about? I’d hike as much of the Appalachian Trail as I could in eight weeks, of course!

2. What is your least favorite chore? Vacuuming. Hate it, hate it, hate it. Ugh.

3. What do you wish you had more time to do? Hike. Just getting to and from the trails from our house is easily 30-40 minutes. I’d much rather spend that on the trails.

4. Where is the career you’d least want to have? Where? Definitely Antarctica. Too cold.

5. What would you do for a living in another life? I’d be a stonemason.

6. What superpower would you want: flight or invisibility? Good question. Ten years ago it would have been flight. Today, invisibility. Easier to gather evidence while invisible.

7. What was the last book you read? Was it any good? I actually haven’t finished a book yet this year. I’ve been reading The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson for weeks now on my Kindle, and last week I started rereading my hard copy of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot. I recommend both.

8. Which would you be: Anna, Elsa, or Olaf? I’d be Elsa, for sure. I know I just griped about the cold like three questions ago, but the cold never bothered her anyway. Plus ice powers. Cool.

9. Describe your ideal day off. Good question. And I’ll be sure to pose a scenario that Ian cannot possibly make happen, so I won’t expect it on Thursday–my next day off. Also, this will be a long answer. I’d wake up refreshed around eight (ha! I’ve already foiled you, Ian!). Ian would wake up while I’m ponytailing it up, get dressed, and we’d go hiking for a bit. If Abby’s with us, she wouldn’t whine–she’d love hiking, just for one day. Then we’d have a picnic. With good fruit punch and sandwich wraps on soft whole wheat tortillas. And no phones. Then we’d go splash around in the Rocky Mountain stream that somehow magically appeared in north Louisiana. Next we’d hit up the grocery store for ingredients for dinner, but don’t ask me what the meal is; I don’t know what I feel like eating on this magical day. We would play board games for a bit before spending an hour or so cooking dinner together. Then take a shower, put some pjs on, pop some popcorn, and watch 50 First Dates. Then I’d remember that we bought a Powerball ticket, check the numbers, and find out we’re now millionaires. The End.

10. Pose your own question and answer it. Very sneaky, Justine. How about what is your favorite root vegetable?Radish is the obvious answer, but no. Taro would be a good guess, but also no. It’s a toss up between onion and garlic. They’re both bulbs, but they count, right? Right.

Now, to propose my own ten questions. I hate this part.

1. Tell us the story of the last picture you took.
2. How old were you at the first birthday party you remember?
3. If you could turn your worst enemy into any animal, what animal would you choose?
4. On a scale of one to ten, how are you at spelling?
5. What’s your worst allergy, if you have any?
6. What color shirt would you choose if you had to pick one to wear every day for the rest of the year?
7. How comfortable are you with your height?
8. How tight can tight pants be and still be okay? Defend your position.
9. Would you ever pickle something at home?
10. What’s your favorite root vegetable?

Answer if you will!

Photography 101: Water

Today I’m recycling. It’s been raining for the past twenty-three or so hours; while that is water, it’s not what I had in mind.

This is from hiking on my birthday at Bodcau.

A Storm of Sound

When we went hiking last week, we saw a lot of fallen trees. We’d had plenty of wind the previous few days.

We climbed over and under four on the trail, and I lost count of how many were off the trail.


I can only assume they all made sounds.