Feels like going home sunset, Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. May 18, 2021, 7:36 PM.
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: Last year this time my wife and I were in the middle of a marvelous 8-day road trip in Texas Hill Country where we hiked/walked everyday:
- Drove 1300kms (810mi)
- Visited 3 state parks, 2 nature areas,
- Hiked 103kms (64mi)
What a blast that was. The memory makes me want to drop everything and leave for a road trip *right now*.
Trip log:
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June 30, 1983: In the Virginia Blue Ridge, high atop a shoulder of a mountain called The Priest, not far from the 4063-foot summit, a spur ridge makes a perpendicular intersection with the main crest.
Dead calm sunset, New Britain Reservoir, Southington, Connecticut. October 12, 2019, 5:36 PM.
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August 24, 1983: The final summit of the day was 2850-foot Baker Peak, which the Appalachian Trail ascended after leaving the lake. This was the lowest summit of the day, so I was not expecting much.
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Gray April day in the pines, Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. April 27, 2020, 5:13 PM.
One way or another, you're going to get wet. Rainy October hike at Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. October 29, 2019, 5:55 PM.
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May 28, 1983: I finally made it to the top of a knob with no views and began a descent alongside a barbed-wire fence into a sag. That was where I was finally rewarded for all the mindless climbing. Incredible views from that grassy little sag continued all the way up a sloping meadow to the main summit.
The thunderstorm ate my sunset. Lost Ponds, Mattatuck State Forest, Plymouth, Connecticut. Winds ahead of the coming storm ripple the pond's surface, distorting the reflection of the thunderhead engulfing the setting sun. July 14, 2018, 7:41 PM.
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September 4, 1983: The AT bypassed the cliffs which towered over the pond, but there were several great viewpoints atop rock outcrops along that climb, overlooking an immense, L-shaped valley encircled by the lofty, wooded heights of Mount Wolf, Mount Kinsman, and several of their spur ridges.
Late spring evening thunderstorm rolls in. Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. May 26, 2021, 8:19 PM.
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July 26, 1983: The next two miles or so of trail was one unbroken rock pile. Using mind control techniques which will be described in my next book, The Principles of Psychotic Backpacking, I convinced myself that Blue Mountain was throwing everything it had into one final vain attempt to destroy me, and just kept plugging away, ignoring the beating my feet were taking.
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As summer ends, milkweed and goldenrod time. Woodtick Trail, Wolcott, Connecticut. September 11, 2019, 6:05 PM.
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August 31, 1983: The Appalachian Trail followed some dirt roads through a pleasant farm valley encircled by mountains and reentered the forest to begin a rather taxing climb up to Holts Ledge, the first real mountain it had thus far traversed in New Hampshire. It kept turning onto one woods road after another, and each was a bit steeper than the preceding one.
I'm longing to get back on the trails again. Right now life demands attention to other details. Patience.
The end of a day, the beginning of spring, Marino Pond, Plymouth, Connecticut. As the sunset marks the end of the day, bright green shoots atop these clumps of sedge signal the end of winter. April 8, 2020, 7:06 PM.
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June 3, 1983: I slept the sleep of the dead last night, so exhausted I did not wake even for a moment until 6:30 in the morning. The sky had completely clouded over during the night and hung low and threatening above my tent. I crawled back inside and zipped myself back into my sleeping bag. Moments later, I heard the first drops of rain spattering off the tent fly.
Ball of fire sunset. The setting sun is going down so hot it's even melting those clouds. Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. May 25, 2021, 7:47 PM.
Its the small things that count.
While out walking today ...
Percorso Verde Ex Guidovia (Former Tramway Greenway) in Gaiazza, ItalyDoes tree fungus dream of white Christmases Tree fungus catching the fresh falling snow. Finch Brook Preserve, Wolcott, CT. December 25, 2017, 3:18 PM.
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October 1, 1983: After crossing Pollywog Stream on a logging road bridge, the AT proceeded to Rainbow Stream, which it followed for a good distance upstream, passing a long series of cascades and small waterfalls in the boulder-strewn shallow waters. About two miles into this stretch I arrived at Rainbow Stream Lean-to, where I took my first real break of the day.
The Reservoir in Bloom Sunset. New Britain Reservoir, Southington, Connecticut. September 28, 2020, 6:18 PM. Not sure what this white flowering plant was that proliferated on both shores, but there was a lot of it.
Black and white world.
Winter abstract, Finch Brook Preserve, Wolcott, Connecticut. December 22, 2017, 3:27 PM.
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May 29, 1983: I began hiking beneath a heavy overcast, but no rain. My first three miles were the climb up Big Bald I knew from experience that the weather would progressively deteriorate as I gained elevation. I was right. Within a half-mile, I was in a light drizzle which soon became steady. Nearing the summit, I finally broke out into better weather.
Deep blue twilight late winter sunset. Scoville Reservoir, Wolcott, Connecticut. February 24, 2020, 5:56 PM.
Tall trees, first blush of autumn. Herron Pond outlet stream. Litchfield, Connecticut. October 1, 2021, 12:40 PM.
Spring greens and vibrant growth. Early May at White Memorial Foundation, Morris, Connecticut. May 8, 2023, 5:04 PM.
Ribero do Meio in Centro, Brazil
A natural waterslide in Brazils most expansive national park.
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August 6, 1983: It is 9:00 P.M. Crazy and I have our tents pitched next to a busy road known as the Old Orange Turnpike. With all the traffic and the racket coming from a nearby rifle range, it is not an ideal spot for sleep.
The major (major for some definition, at least) #hiking #trails apps in the United States are Alltrails, GaiaGPS, FarOut (f/k/a Guthook), Avenza, and OnX Backcountry. (Let me know if there are others!)
I used to use Avenza, but its honestly mostly just here are maps from a variety of sources in a variety of qualities here is a blue dot where you are.
So I started looking at others. A reliable source told me that FarOut started out more long-range/through-hike focused, and indeed, my primary experience with it was getting the full set of NC Mountains-To-Sea Trail maps on it.
GaiaGPS is super customizable, apparently, but the paid version is like $6 a month & that seems like a lot. Its owned by Outside Magazine now, FWIW.
OnX Backcountry seems to have started out as a skiing map app (plus of course its kin to OnX Offroad, the vehicular off-road mapping app) so while it does OK with hiking trails, its kind of odd.
So even though I initially felt some degree of annoyance at the social aspects of AllTrails (ugh, can we not make everything social Can we refrain from Yelping the great outdoors), ultimately it wound up ticking all the boxes for me:
- decent web experience, including a good selection of curated maps plus the ability to build custom maps
- a mobile app with offline ability for only a few bucks a month
- an Apple Watch app that can poke you if you wander off course
Putting this here in case anyone else finds this useful!
Last day of the year, is a walking day in
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September 10, 1983: The AT joined the Lost Pond Trail for the first mile today, following the course of the Ellis River through Pinkham Notch and brushing the shore of a pretty lake.
Ich war schottern.
Bin immer noch nicht berzeugt von dem Konzept. Abseits von Gravel ist es einfach sehr langsam. Die 40er Schwalbe Reifen halten sich zwar okay fest, aber das macht es auch sehr langsam und krftezehrend. Aerodynamik ist halt gut bei Gegenwind und die verschiedenen Griffmglichkeiten.
40km
2:31h
783Hm
15,9km/h
I think that this is not bad for a software tester.
Tody I ran the last time this year. Up to the next one for more adventures on the