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Sounds of the Trail

Mornings In The Woods: Walking Alone

April 8, 2016 by Leah Leave a Comment

Today I saw a turkey running full speed up a grassy hill, head waving haphazardly back and forth like he was being chased.  It was a hysterical moment in my morning and I found myself laughing loudly between NPR segments.  I’m convinced he was just happy it’s spring.  As I write this, pink petals are flying past my window and the weeping cherry is dressed in its finest form.  The pale pink color reminds me of my wedding dress.  The other day I walked in the woods on a trail covered with wildflowers, deep purples of wild delphinium, tiny star flowers, whites, pinks, bluebells, wispy wild geraniums, and so many others I haven’t learned to identify yet.  The leaves haven’t sprung from the trees, but nature is showing how ready she is for warmer days.

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On the mornings when I can drag myself out of bed in time, I head down to one of my favorite local trails.  Two and a half miles of hills that meander through a pretty wood.  Sometimes the temp hovers in the 30s, this morning it was 44 degrees, and in the next weeks will perhaps shyly approach a steady mid-fifties.  I’ve finally learned the twists and turns of this trail, when there will be a road crossing, when the last gasp-inducing incline is reached and the ground levels out to begin a steady downhill.  There is one area of the trail where a pileated woodpecker lives.  I hear him often and have even gotten to see him in flight, a shock of red accompanied by black wings and a distinctive white stripe.  One morning I startled three deer who hopped away, white tails waving behind them.  Nature!  There is such peace and at the same time such frenetic activity happening all around.  I can’t get enough of it.

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One of the first things people ask me when I tell them I hike alone is, “Don’t you ever get scared?”  I do get scared when a squirrel jumps into a pile of leaves right next to me, but if what’s being asked is actually, “Aren’t you afraid someone’s going to rape and kill you while you’re alone in the woods?” my answer is no.  I’ve never felt threatened in the woods, I’m aware of my surroundings, and everyone I’ve ever run into has been a fellow hiker or trail runner whose main reason for being in the woods has absolutely nothing to do with me.  In fact, I often see other women hiking/running by themselves on the mornings I go.  I’ve been to a few REI thru-hiking classes taught by women, and it’s always some creepy old dude who looks like he barely made it to the entrance of the store from his car who asks the young 20-something female if she ever felt unsafe in the woods.  The answer has always been no because that creepy dude asking the lame question couldn’t handle the trails that badass young woman has hiked.

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Are there unfortunate circumstances that happen to hikers in the woods?  Yes, of course, and you can go online and find them and truly freak yourself out (yup, I have done this, it’s a stupid thing to do).  But in all honesty, my main concerns when I’m hiking involve staying safe around wildlife and not getting lost.  Rob and I have seen bears and moose on our hikes, so when in the Smokies, we now carry bear spray for safety even though this may be a totally unnecessary precaution.  I also keep a sharp eye out for snakes because we have copperheads and rattlesnakes in TN and that shit scares me more than some middle aged dude in the woods with a pair of trekking poles.  Staying on trail is also a big deal to me because there’s this one trail we’ve hiked a couple of times where the blazes are far apart and there’s no worse feeling than being in the middle of trees that all look the same wondering where the heck to go next.  Staying safe is a priority for any hiker, but being scared to go out into nature for fear of being attacked is not how I want to live.

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There are several podcasts I’ve been listening to lately about the outdoors, but my ultimate favorites are Sounds of the Trail and the Dirtbag Diaries.  Sounds starts up again in May and will be following several hikers as they hike the Appalachian Trail, the Pacific Crest Trail, and the Continental Divide Trail.  Last year, this podcast inspired me so much because it was amazing to hear the journey of a woman my age on the AT, but also the hikers she spoke with were on these incredible emotional, mental, and physical rides, and were getting such rich revelations from the whole experience.  The Diaries is another awesome podcast that is more about the outdoors in general than specific trails or just hiking.  The stories reflect peoples’ experiences with nature, how it’s affected their lives, and the adventures they’ve had.

Also, this is the season when winter gear goes on sale!!!  I’ve seen $349 down coats going for 60-75% off retail price, Steep and Cheap is having great sales, and Backcountry Gear recently had a 30% off of Big Agnes sale and I finally got my backpacking tent footprint for $20 less.  Basically, never pay full price for anything because you can always find deals online.  My only exception to this rule has been purchases from REI, like our backpacks, camping stove, and things we wanted to have time to test out and make sure they were keepers.  REI allows you to return gear for up to a year from when it was purchased and if you are a member, you get 10% back on full priced items.

All this to say, it’s exciting to see spring taking hold and it gives me a new hope for the rest of this year.  Upcoming adventures include trips to Vermont, the Smoky Mountains, Yosemite, Rocky Mountain National Park, the east end of Long Island, Asheville, NC, and hopefully more that hasn’t yet been booked.  I leave you with this lovely John Muir quote:

In every walk with nature one receives far more than he [she] seeks.
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Filed Under: Hiking Tagged With: Backcountry Gear, Dirtbag Diaries, REI, Sounds of the Trail, Steep and Cheap

Miles On The Trail: Leaving The Everyday Behind

October 12, 2015 by Leah Leave a Comment

Sometimes you reach a point in life where you realize something is
missing or feels woefully unfulfilled and it causes you to search for
joy in places unexplored.  Some things have changed for me over the past six months that have left me trying to figure out what I love, what is truly important in life, how life is meant to be experienced, what can I do to live a life without regrets, how can I seize and fully embrace moments in the short time I have on this planet…deep stuff like that.

Since this is my 100th blog post, I want to talk about something near and dear to my heart – hiking.  

Earlier this year I stumbled upon a podcast called Sounds of the Trail, which has been a source of long-missing inspiration and happiness for me.  When I was a kid, my parents often vacationed in Vermont because we had a little camper we stored up there.

How I started hiking…
 The infamous Skamper…our home away from home for many years.  
Now most commonly referred to as “glamping”

These trips were sometimes internally frustrating for me because I saw other kids jetting off to Disney World or traveling to Europe with their families and I often thought, “Why the heck do I get stuck with old Vermont?”  Dad would drive maddeningly slow down these out of the way dirt roads and go like 15 miles an hour so we could look at the scenery and it nearly made me lose my mind at times.

 The famous bridge off River Road in Arlington, VT

But the most fun thing we did on these trips was exploring the woods.  We would go hiking at places like White Rocks, Merck Forest, and Hapgood Pond.

There were lots of little trails in the campground where we stayed and I would go off on my own and just walk through the woods or explore down by the Battenkill River.

These outdoor experiences embedded themselves in me and caused me to seek out trails in college down by the Ocoee River.  When I moved to Franklin, there wasn’t much hiking in the near vicinity, and I would occasionally go to Edwin Warner Park, but that was about the extent of it.  Then last year we went camping with some friends and hiked the Fiery Gizzard trail up to Raven Point in South Cumberland State Park and I got hooked again.

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Then I found Sounds of the Trail.

I hope I get to write more about this podcast because I want everyone I know who loves the outdoors to hear about it.  It’s a podcast about hiking that follows the path of one woman as she is hiking the Appalachian Trail and another woman (and eventually a guy) who are currently hiking the Pacific Crest Trail.  They interview hikers along the way, chronicle their own journeys, and encourage people like little old you and me to get out there and hike.  The producer, whose trail name is Gizmo, hiked the PCT last year and also talks about her own experiences.  The episodes are utterly inspiring and make you feel like you’re sitting around a campfire with old friends, talking about adventures. 

So far this year, following our epic trip to Colorado in July…

 Along the trail to Lake Haiyaha in RMNP
 Black bear we ran into on the way to Cub Lake in RMNP

…I’ve hiked nearly a hundred miles on short and long trails within two hours of where we live.  I realize there are some people that literally hike this type of mileage in four days on the AT, but for me whose back is twisted by scoliosis, who has gained some 30s-metabolism-betraying-me weight and feels anything but athletic, it’s the biggest personal accomplishment I can speak of that’s happened in a long time.  The most I’ve done in one day has been 13 miles, and Rob was with me for that and still hates me for it, I think.  This past weekend I did a total of 18 miles (which included my regular walk downtown).  Being in the woods has been exhilarating, and while it will never replace being close to the ocean, I find so much joy in the nature I’ve been able to experience there.  Rob has come with me on a few trails, and a couple of friends have joined as well, but the times when I’m alone with my thoughts and the birds, and trees, and surrounded by peaceful green is the time when my soul has come out of its funk and my heart has been refreshed.

 Foot bridge at Fall Creek Falls
 Climbers Loop at Foster Falls
 Mossy Ridge at Percy Warner
 Mashomack Preserve on Shelter Island
 Couchville Lake
 Garnier Ridge at Radnor Lake

Those trails we walked on many years ago in Vermont set something in motion that I hope will continue for as long as my body is able.  I want to do a backpacking trip at some point, tackle the Long Trail in Vermont, and section hike parts of the AT.  Rob and I went to REI, bought actual serious backpacks, and are slowly getting our gear up to snuff to be able to do some short trips.  Who knows what will come of it, but for now, we walk on in search of the next beautiful moment…

Filed Under: Hiking, Tennessee, Travel Tagged With: Fiery Gizzard, hiking, RMNP, Sounds of the Trail, Travel

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