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Here Kitty, Kitty... Isis get's #46/47!

We are all creatures of habit and we all make choices in our lives. Those habits and choices will shape our futures so, choose carefully. Currently, I have been experiencing an unusual amount of time on my hands due to unemployment (New job starts Monday). It has provided me with an opportunity to hike through the month of January and really fatten up every list I am working on. Remember, we are creatures of habit and if I am going to do anything, when faced with free time, I am going to hike. This situation has also given me a chance to really bond with Isis and know myself. She has been moving through her list along with me and has just embraced hiking. You see, she came into my life in November of 2012 and didn’t have the greatest start to being in my world. It would seem that I was one of the few that cared for her and wanted her around so, there were a lot who pushed her away and that made for some uncomfortable choices on my part. She and I would also go hiking to escape a parti…

Liberty and Flume in Winter... For the Dogs.

How many people would hike a few four thousand footers because their dog needed it? Today’s hike had definitely gone to the dogs as both Heather and I did not need the peaks officially. Our dogs needed them for grids and winter lists. We were just the lucky ones that got to join them (who else was going to drive them to the trail head?). The night before was a little emotionally rough on me, having come to a few conclusions and upon resting, I knew one thing was for sure, I would need to hike my ass off behind my little girl dog who was going for her numbers 44 and 45 of her multi season. To me there was nothing worse than feeling as though you are not worth the truth and are ignored as if you are not deserving of any kind of acknowledgement and feeling this way was very conflicting. Isis remained curled at my feet while I moved through the emotions. We were meeting Heather and Kali at the Basin for the hike and as we drove from our home in Jaffrey, even Isis knew something was still …

Cheddar on Mt. Cabot and a Greater Sense of Peace

There are two things in my life that will help me forget everything else in my life, the mountains and my dog (even if it’s only temporary). Call it an escape from responsibility, a lack of attention to those things that are important at ground level, or an insane attachment to both an animal and a region of New Hampshire… I go there to just be. To connect with who I am and what I love to do. Isis is my world and I am thrilled to have her on this journey with me. I am also thrilled that so many show so much love for her. Today, Isis and I decided to tackle Cabot. It would be a warmer day than when we did Carrigain and the views would be missing for the snowy cloud cover. Traveling early in the morning, given the distance from home to the trail head, I was able to catch a fantastic sunrise and even took myself off auto pilot to pull over and snap some pictures. We were at the trail head within the fish hatchery in Berlin NH, by 745am. Gates looked as though they were no longer closing …

Carrigain... Low Low Temps and Views for Miles.

Everything happens for a reason and everyone that comes into your life is there for a reason. I am a firm believer in this. Even the darkest situations are happening to teach us something and if anything it’s to stick it out and fight like hell to get back to the light. The last time I was attempting Carrigain, I was turned back at the water crossing for the rerouted section of lower trail. That time, the water was just too high for Isis and I to get across. Today, it would seem that the temps would put the hike in jeopardy as the wind chill would be well below zero. The company however, was welcome and I was finding that my winter peaks were better reached with others for both safety and good company. Today, I would be joined by Lady Grey and I knew I was in for a fantastic day, provided that the temps would not turn us back. Meeting at the Hannafords in Plymouth, we carpooled to the Sawyer River road trail head. The morning was looking beautiful as we drove there. I got Isis in her …

Girls Day on Garfield

It’s funny to think of the past sometimes and the things that have brought us to different places in our lives. The days before hiking, the phone would be silent until 2pm. Now, the messages start on Saturday morning before opening my eyes at 4am. It was a lazy early morning of messages before I even got out of bed to get ready for the days hike. Things felt good, really good. That wall that I was facing and getting ready to crash head long into, I found a way to climb over that wall and once again hit the reset button on my life. I’ve done this far too many times than I care to mention and even still, there is no other choice than going forward for me. This would make todays hike a celebration for today, all the girls, furry or otherwise were heading to Garfield, completing another winter peak as well as a few other goals Heather and I could check off. Isis was actually just out for a walk today although, I could count this one to an eventual winter list for her. At the winter parkin…

Galehead and The Twins... "Winter" Incased in Ice.

Today would be a big challenge for myself and Isis. We had determined that we would try for Galehead and possibly South Twin. If things were going well, we’d get North Twin and possibly double back and out again. A long day for sure. As I went to bed Sunday night, I was up for it. My head was in the game and I knew Isis would have only a few issues. We were going to hike with Heather and her dog Kali originally and have a good old fashioned girl hike. Silverfox was a welcome addition even if he didn’t fit the girl part (As he kept saying, he’s a guy don’t ya know.). On the ride up to the Beaver Brook cross country ski trail access area, Isis and I tried to get our head back in the game. Monday morning after all, and I should be working however, today, we had mountains to climb instead. Isis who like to be alpha dog exerted herself with Kali after a quick sniff and set the tone for the beginning of the hike. I was not too happy with this and we tended to separate them. I lagged behind …

Cannon Mountain and a Winter Wish

As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for, you may just get it. It won't be easy. It will push me to the wall. In the end, I will look back and be proud of the new that unfolds from this wish... It will be amazing. I'm not perfect in body or mind. I have flaws and I make mistakes. I'm more than ok with this because it makes me humble. It makes me human. I have the opportunity to rebuild from the bottom up as 2013 gave me one final kick in the pants just after the New Year. I can find me in this world and the first thing I am aware of is that I am not going to find me in a computer or an office for that matter. Out on the trails and in the world is where I truly am. Today, I found myself on Cannon Mountain and I have not been here since 2011. Well, that is not true, I was here back in June with Scott and two other friends. We took the tram up to show them what was once our world. I fondly remembered that day even though it didn’t “count” for anything except a great d…

Mt. Moriah, The Sound of White.

Moriah has been on my mind for a few weeks as a peak to climb early in winter. It’s 3 hours away from where I live and I’d like to get the furthest one’s, sooner rather than later. New Year’s Day was approaching and having the day off and racing to the end of winter means that I am going to hike. So, there was no celebration for me. Only gathering of gear and food for New Year ’s Day. I was in bed by 10pm and gladly skipped the ball drop. At 4:30am after a few snoozes, I was up and on my way. New lined winter pants and a warm/light mid-layer to try out, Isis and I made our way to Gorham and Bangor St. to hit the Carter Moriah trail. My decision to switch to this side was simple, the trail was easier for dogs. The drive up did not faze me until Franconia Notch when the snow was slick on the road and I road behind a plow for a while so that I could take advantage of the fresh clearing and the salt. I noticed a handful of cars at each trailhead as we passed. There seemed to be a lot of p…