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Friends, this is it. Number #48 of #48walks! I’m ending an epic year of walking with this early morning walk up a mountain while I was home in Arkansas this past September. Walking with friends who love me even if my dreadlocks blow into their faces. YIKES! I got to pop home in September for …
One of the starkest changes that moving to Scotland has brought to my life involves the way I do grocery shopping. I used to make a couple of trips to the store per week in addition to one large shopping trip to my neighborhood Sam’s club. With my current kitchen and appliance sizes, buying in …
Oh Scotland in November. You are beautiful in your own way. Eeking out a few daylight hours between blankets of darkness. Misty walks among bare trees. Constant rain making the rivers flow hard and fast. Your autumn colors are all dark red browns painted between the evergreen. We race to stretch our legs during the …
Snapshots of Athens, Greece On my last morning in Athens, Sarabeth had to catch a 5am bus to the airport, so I got up early to walk her to her stop, grabbed some coffee and then had a wander around the city by myself. No agenda. No maps. No rules. Just me and my camera. …
A Walk in Meteora, Greece I would love to one day meet the free climbing monks who hauled stones in baskets to build monasteries on the tops of these otherworldly rock formations. I think they must have possessed a patience and determination that is practically nonexistent in today’s world. We wandered in their footsteps, through …
Our summer went by really fast and we got to do so much that I have almost forgotten some of my favorite days. Slow days in Scotland with friends and family. Like this one, when we Sarabeth was in town and we went to Craigievar Castle, a place in Aberdeenshire that may have inspired the …
While we were in Switzerland this past summer, we took a quick camping trip to the French Alps. We only managed to get in one real climb while we were there, apart from walks around our campground and the darling mountain town of Chamonix. Taido chose a hike to Lac Blanc, a long walk up …
August in Aberdeenshire Scotland I’m finding that looking back at my summer walks is a wonderful antidote to dark gray winter days in Aberdeen. This August day spent wandering the Shire was glorious. The skies were blue. The heather was in bloom. The kids were happy. Well, the kids that came were happy. (We left …
Fairy Pools Isle of Skye How can you not want to go somewhere called The Fairy Pools? Right? The Fairy Pools are essentially just a series of waterfalls and places where the water has gathered along this stream that runs at the foot of The Black Cuillin Mountains. You can walk for a long time …
Quiraing Isle of Skye The Quiraing was probably our favorite walk on the Isle of Skye. Located on the northernmost bit of the Trotternish ridge, the Quiraing on a clear day has to be one of the most beautiful places in the world. We did the circuit option which is about 7km and from which …
Y’all I can’t believe it but we are winding down #48walks. I still have LOADS of walks to share before Christmas so I’m going to crank them out this week because I am all ready to move on to the next project. 2015 will SO involve walking and I can’t wait to tell you all …
My Favorite 20 Coast to Coast Photos Friends. Diane and I finished the Coast to Coast in September but the journey began back in January of last year, and it did not really finish until yesterday when I wrote the ending. And that’s how it is with a Grand Adventure. Any journey worth its salt …
Lying in bed shaking with fever. Wondering if I will ever get warm enough to fall asleep. Muttering feeble little prayers in the dark. Please Lord, help us to finish this. Help us to wake up and be able to walk tomorrow. From the onset of this two hundred mile journey, I tried to predict …
Over the last couple of months, I’ve been sharing my favorite stories from the Coast to Coast, so today I’m keeping it short and simple with a photo essay of the high points from the walk. Not our spiritual highs, but the actual physical high points of the walk. Day 1: Dent Hill Day 2: …
One of the great joys of walking the Coast to Coast with an extrovert was that we met tons of other people along the way. Diane was always willing to say, “Hello. We’re walking the Coast to Coast. How about you?” Endlessly enchanting in all her Southern charm, Diane has a beautiful gift of being …
Upon Arrival: Coast to Coast Lodgings Discovering our particular establishments among the small hotels and B&Bs in the villages along the Coast to Coast was like a treasure hunt waiting for us at the end of each day’s walk. When we arrived at our new place to sleep each night, we were usually greeted like …
I have always maintained that making it from Point A to Point B on a long walk is more of a mental game than an endurance test. Physical strength definitely comes into play, but I believe your mindset wins the day when it comes to covering the distance. Wainwright’s Coast to Coast is 196 miles …
A voice came from the taller figure before we came around the fence. If we had known you were coming, we would have made you a cup. They were sitting with their backs to us on some old gate posts when we caught up to them, two older gentlemen, having tea. We had seen them …
Coast to Coast: Beginnings Rising to the Occasion A year ago I had never before heard the name of Alfred Wainwright, but I had recently met one of many great hillwalkers who have walked in his footsteps. Hillwalker was a term with which I was just beginning to become familiar, having previously only used the …
Our last walk in Engelberg began like so many others. Heading up, up, up into the forest. Morning light catching the forest floor and making me wonder if I was going to be too warm in my long sleeves. Then we would emerge from the forest and be up high, where we could see a …