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Adams... The Hike I'd Been Waiting For?

Life as I had known it had changed in terms of my hiking all weekend, every weekend. Now, every other weekend was taken up with kids and activity and laughter that I welcomed into my life, as I had welcomed him and the kids into my home. On one of our weekends without the kids, we had chosen to climb Adam’s, the second tallest of the 48 and the second tallest of the Presidentials. I was a little surprised that he would choose such a tall peak to climb for his first climb back into the hiking season and post tonsillectomy. Yet, I did not dissuade him. I encouraged him and figured that if he was choosing Adam’s, it was because he could in fact conquer such a peak. I was caught between being excited to finally get the peak that had eluded me on two separate occasions and the fact that I was finally going on a hike with him. It had taken us a month to get to this point.

 That Saturday while he was working, I made the preparations by packing a bag for us and my backpack for the hike, I …

Mt. Moriah. The Return and the ChangingTimes...

Mount Moriah marked the return of my original hiking crew. I had taken some time off from the original list of 48 and had been revisiting some old peaks. This was to begin working on my winter list as I was also determined to complete the 48 in winter. Not necessarily one winter season but winter none the less. I had done Moosilauke, Lafayette, Lincoln and Little Haystack (in a white out no less), the Hancock’s (with some of the crew from Whiteface), Liberty, Tom, Field and Willey, and my crown jewel: Washington. The last 4 winter peaks were under the encouragement of someone that had become very special to my world. He was a hiker through and through and one that I could see summiting many mountains with me. I had been waiting for him for all this time and he was, having his tonsils out at almost 41 years of age. He was a hiker out of commission. Of course on this particular hike day, he was actually working and all healed from surgery. I looked forward to a journey to a summit with…

Small Details and Realizations on Whiteface and Passaconaway

Early on another Saturday morning in January, I made my way to the trailhead for Whiteface and Passaconaway. These two peaks were supposedly the closest to me in terms of the whole 48 peaks. It sure didn’t seem easy to get to them as I was taken through the back dirt roads in New Hampshire. And of course they were not just flat roads. They were hills… With snow. The car almost got stuck, almost didn’t make it up a hill, and almost slid into a snow bank. It was already a hard trip and I had not even arrived yet. I was determined to not have one of those hikes where everything is a struggle. Things in my reality (outside of hiking) were already loaded so, I really wanted to just escape and hike for a while. I was not looking for any profound solutions anymore as I had determined that I held the power to make the changes I needed. Today, I was just looking to connect with Mother Nature and see what she had to offer me in terms of peace.

The man I had been dating was not a hiker although …

An Escape to Mount Hale.

In the process of making my way through the holidays, a lot of things began to happen for me. First and foremost, even at 39, I was like a kid at Christmas ripping into gifts like snowshoes, poles, and hiking cloths. I could not wait to get back out there. Time with family was always precious and I loved every minute of it. It was nice to share what I was doing and feeling good about myself again. For two days, I was able to forget a few dark spots on my horizon. The first being that my job was officially dropping me down to part time since enrollment was down. In between smiles, I was terrified that I would lose everything I had worked for and I longed for a good hike. I had not passed my test and I was devastated. Still I smiled and said that I had not heard anything. And I had become increasingly worried that a new relationship was bordering on just two people filling a void. His depression was suffocating and still I accepted his gifts and spent New Year’s with him, partly becaus…