
Whitney Fall Colours
Current status, with Pepperflake and Princess, headed up up up Whitney
Current status, with Pepperflake and Princess, headed up up up Whitney
Just got back from a 6-day hike to see the flowers in Death Valley with this hunk. I sure do hate hiking in ugly National Parks with brilliant young hunks. My life sucks. More of my sucky life soon. 😉
Pepperflake and I left our “trusty” vans behind and walked 75 miles over the Inyo Range and through Death Valley to see the superbloom. We walked along a question mark route he only created and mapped the day before. A totally spontaneous and somewhat risky backpacking trip through usually unforgiving territory turned out to be wondrous in that old-fashioned hippie drifter kind of way. Because we were walking to see the flowers, mostly. After loitering over a few beers in Stovepipe Wells five days in to our hike, we hitch-hiked with a man celebrating his 30th birthday to Badwater to see as many flowers as we could. We slept in a golden canyon and spent the next morning desultorily hiking the badlands. Full circle, we hitched a ride back to our van homes from a couple who also live in continue reading…
Missing these guys BAD. Us goofing off, two weeks ago, just off the Pacific Crest Trail.
Hiker Pepperflake doing what he does again, this time on a wrecking ball.
Yes! Hiker Apache gets a Pepsi at Warner Springs Community Center. Last time I saw this guy he was vegging in Belden. He sat quietly while I received a box containing shoes of the wrong size (big bummer) and some other major trail drama went down. I love this guy’s mellow, and mad style. See you at Kickoff, Apache.