Backpacking. It’s nothing short of a gift to have time to be in your head, carry no other worry than the miles ahead for the day and feel the freedom that comes with with carrying everything you need in a pack.
Climbing. Over the last couple of years I’ve fallen in love with hand holds, foot work and the feeling of soaring to new heights even while learning to be better at extremely slow pace.
Gardening. My green thumb is the gift handed down to me by the generations of women in my family who found beauty, solitude, and freedom in their gardens.
Hiking. The remarkable view from the summit of a mountain feels different when your body’s efforts get you to the top.
Walking. Nothing makes me feel more connected to all the beauty and possibility of nature than a walk in a park close to home.
Hiking Misadventures 