Fangboner

FreemontOhioMarch  2012 After our summit hike of Campbell Hill in Bellefontaine, Ohio, we are heading east toward home on the interstate highway.  After a little detour to visit the giant praying mantis on the OSU campus, and a drive-by of Mooberry Street in Columbus, we continue past the Rushing Wind Biker Church. Clearly not all… Continue reading Fangboner

The Ohioest

OhioMarch  2015 The first zany thing about Bellefontaine in western Ohio is that they pronounce their own name wrong.  My friend and hiking companion Bongo informs me that you say, “Bell fountain”, not “Bell fon tane.”  That’s okay.  Some folks who live in this midwestern state, “Ohioans” we call them, pronounce the name of their… Continue reading The Ohioest

The Bagel Boys

Laurel Highlands Hiking TrailPennsylvaniaOctober  2008 When I take beginner backpackers out on the trail, I introduce them to something I call “food groups.”  Our schedule for their first outing (this being the first lifetime experience of sleeping outdoors for some of them) has us leaving home for the trail on Saturday morning and returning Sunday… Continue reading The Bagel Boys

Boots III

July 1995 Sometimes hiking hurts.  But it’s still worth it.  So says Abbie (left) and Andi (right.)

Boots I — Hiking Boots

Cheaha MountainAlabamaNovember  2013 Hiking boots are an incredible invention.  The amount of pounding and impact that you put on your feet while hiking is hard to fathom.  What the heck, let’s try.  The average hiker, whatever that is, puts about eight psi, or pounds per square inch of pressure on the boots with every step.… Continue reading Boots I — Hiking Boots

Oh Sam Peabody

Mount GreylockMassachusettsMay  2014 We think we are very close to the summit of Mount Greylock.  We think we are close because we’ve been climbing for half the day, but we don’t know how close because it’s so foggy that we can’t see a damned thing.  There is a big tower out there, they tell us,… Continue reading Oh Sam Peabody

Look at the Grouse!

Black Forest TrailPennsylvaniaJune  2006 After 9.8 miles, we are back at trailhead, leisurely loading our gear into the back of the car.  I hear peeping in the nearby brush.  I look over to see a subtle rustling of the boot-high grass.  I take a tentative step toward the commotion.  It is at this moment that… Continue reading Look at the Grouse!