Author: Nick

Flip Flop Blues

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It’s been almost two weeks since I and the others flipped up to Northern California, to avoid the snow and creeks in The Sierra. That was the right decision for safety, I’m aware of that. But to be honest, it was not the right decision for pride. Ever since I skipped almost four hundred miles, the hike has not been the same. There has been a sadness, some sort of weight in me, at every […]

Flippity Flop

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So there is a lot of snow in the Sierra this year. Like a lot a lot. Record breaking even. This means several things. Firstly, the mountains are beautifully white. Secondly, it makes walking slower and more strenuous. Lastly, and most importantly, it means that the snow melt turns small creaks into whitewater rivers. Rivers that we have to cross. In a normal year, the river crossings are exhilarating and challenging. This year they can […]

The High Sierra

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We say goodbye to Kennedy Meadows, Hummingbird and Snorkel. Prince and Lone Wolf haven’t arrived yet. It’s time to enter the High Sierra. Me, Simon, Daddy and Blackbird leaving KM. The meadows I’ve been waiting for. A nice change from the brown/grey desert. We are hit by snow and rain only two days in. Because of the snow, early mornings are a necessity. As soon as the sun hits, snow turns to slush. Early mornings […]

The road to Kennedy Meadows

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Dance party at the gas station. In Tehachapi (mile 566) we say our goodbyes to Simba, who’s going home for a while to attend a wedding. It’s a sad thing. Leaving a family member behind, not knowing when you’ll see them again. Simba has quickly become the funny uncle, with a big heart and great advice on life. The sky fades from red to orange to yellow. The moon and the northern star rest above […]

My Trail Family

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There are a lot of people on the trail. Some of these people are bound to become your friends. Whether you like it or not. Thankfully I’ve managed to collect a strange but wonderful group of people. They’re like family. my Trail Family. Let me introduce: Hiding behind the 500 mile marker. Hummingbird. A vegan-mayo-addicted professional hummer who spreads a lot of joy. Sings really well. Takes naps in the dirt. Is secretly very smart. […]