This post is mostly just going to be pretty pictures. This summer, we went on an overnight backpacking trip with my dad in the Bitterroot mountains in Montana, on the trail up toward Glen Lake. My dad remembered the trail as very forested, but since he’d been there last, wildfire had gone through and taken out nearly all the trees. So, instead of a shady forest, we had a very sunny trip, with lots and lots of wildflowers.
Last weekend I accidentally hiked to the top of a mountain. Now, whenever I turn that direction and see it, I feel like it’s taunting me.
Well, that was traumatic. But – such is the life of an adventurer! – Hilda Okay, that’s kind of how the adventure ended, but let me back up. This year my daughter joined an outdoor club, and one of the planned summer activities was a 2-night backpacking trip in the Mt. Evans wilderness. This sounded like a good opportunity! I don’t spend as much time with my daughter as I’d like. And I don’t get out into the woods nearly…