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Franconia Ridge... Where it All Comes Together.

The weekday's for me are nothing compared to my weekends. I look forward to them, much like everyone else. My weekends are where I can breathe again. Where I can smile. Where I can hear my heart beat and know that I am indeed alive and no matter what, I'm going to be OK. It doesn't matter what the week brings. When the weekend comes, I make sure that I come first. I design my life around these trips and I will always find a way to get to the mountains. This is my time and no one will change that. I've spent far too long living in shadows and I realize that half of my slump was because I continued to listen to the voices of my past. Today, it was time to go back to Franconia Ridge and today, you don't just put your head down and go. You savor it. You keep your head up and you look around. You take your time and you make the day last. Today, Franconia Ridge was under bluebird skies. There was no turning back. Today, I take it all back and I move forward. 
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Mount Monadnock to Refocus

There is a perfectly good mountain in my backyard. It's not even ten minutes from my house to the trailhead. And yet I still drive three hours EVERY weekend to go to the Whites. Except, sometimes, I just can't wrap my head around another hike in the Whites. I need a break and I feel awful for it. I had intended on hiking to Isolation this weekend. It would have left only one more peak for my 3rd round. I struggled with thoughts all the way up the first mile. I could not get my head on the trail and I had to turn around. I had to bail except I was thinking of bailing on the whole endeavor.  I was feeling lost as I often do this time of year. There is something about the change of seasons that sends me for a nose dive and no mater how I push, I'm not going to make anything happen. I went home after playing tourist in Franconia Notch State Park and felt... Tired. I wanted to try again on Sunday but winds told me differently. Yet, I still made a go at a peak. I need…

Tom, Field, and Willey Close Winter 2014/15

Winter 2014/15 has come to a close and at my own doing, I have left two peaks of the original 6 hanging... Driving up this morning with all intentions of making a long trip to West Bond, I began wapping my head around the trip... I did the mileage in my head, it's a lot for West Bond and there's a storm coming. The storm had little to do with my decision though. I kept driving and feeling weighted down by this and so many other trips. Then, somewhere around Lincoln on 93 I said No. I said no to pushing myself any more. I said no to hiking for a number. I said no to finishing in less than desierable weather. I just said no and the amazing thing was that a weight lifted. As if instantanious, I felt ten times lighter going through Franconia Notch and I was going to hike today to just hike. No pressure... What ever I got, I got. I hiked to have a peaceful day with Isis because there have been so few in my life as of late. I hiked to try and continue getting myself back on track ag…

Winter to the Wire with an Attempt of The Bonds

Winter is quickly coming to a close and because of that, I've put my blinders on. It's time to get this done. Three years in the making, I am really hoping that weather remains on my side for the last chances I have. I'm a therapist by trade which makes me extremely analytical and to my detriment, I think way too much. I can probably analyze myself out of some pretty big things if I am  not careful. But also, I loose confidence in myself very quickly. So, today, I planned The Bonds to grab West Bond and get the other two (Bond Cliff and Bond) for March. I literally set myself up as I was entering in from Lincoln Woods. I am not a fan of this stretch of trail. It's well traveled but it can also be too well traveled. And it's flat... And straight. And long. I had planned an early start and pretty much got underway when I wanted to. Isis and I arrived at Lincoln Woods and practically jumped up and got ready and before I could blink we were on the trail. 


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