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See that barn? I’ve now come upon it twice. Yesterday, I came up through a beautiful pasture. First I saw the gate. Looked familiar. The earth was in bloom all around. Really beautiful. My App,…
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Day 2 was tough but easier than 1. I can either do 7.7 tomorrow and camp, or continue on the 3.5 to my car. It is almost all down hill, that last bit….👍? 3/4 In
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I started at Watauga Lake. My shuttle driver, Donna had me almost to my start point when I realized that my phone was still mounted on my dash. Ugh. So we went back and came…
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I got picked up today by my friend Sasqutch Donna. I videoed her last year telling her story about the Big Foot carrying a puppy up the mountain to the parking area she was headed…
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Nope. Loitering is not for me. No time for that. There is much to do. I’m back. Maybe 100% back. What a tough couple of years. Doubting myself. Being afraid. Stuck. Being stuck, that was…
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So long ago, I can’t remember when, I decided that I loved life and needed to share that feeling. “Play Basketball at Shobert’s Palestra!” We had a basketball court at our house. Dad put a…
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Perfect. Perfect Day. Perfect spot. The Trexler Game Preserve has been there since the 1930s I think. Well I was sort of right. It was 1933. General Harry C.Trexler, one of the founders of Portland…
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I’ve been way too obsessed with decline. Wondering how long I will be fit enough to “enjoy my life.” Why is it that I need to be fit to enjoy my life? First let us…
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I’m just beginning to feel again. I’ve been going through the practiced motions of my life, not feeling. At least not feeling what I remember now, what my life has always been. Happy. A few…
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Ok. For the last 2 years I have turned feeling sorry for myself into a way of life. First the gun in my face in South Africa. Then the TIA. Then we moved. Then my…