As my friend James and I began our journey to Pennsylvania to retrieve the broken Jeep we had left there the day before; we agreed that, as a group, we’ve gotten a bit lax with our trail repair kits. We usually have pretty good luck when we venture out to Rausch Creek Off Road Park, but the last trip was not one of those luck filled ones. Looking back on it, I’m surprised that this was the first time we’ve had to leave a Jeep behind, to spend the night at the park. The day had started off great – up before 6am, a beautiful sunrise, and excited anticipation for what the day would bring. Continue reading
mounting Jumbo in Juneau
I’ve been thinking a lot about my 2009 trip to Alaska recently. That trip involved a lot of firsts. In addition to being my first time traveling solo, my first time sleeping in a hostel, my first time kayaking in a glacier lake, and my first time west of the state of Kansas; my trip to Alaska was the first time, and currently the only time, that I had the opportunity to summit a mountain. On my final full day in Juneau, my sister and I climbed more than 3,000 feet to the peak of Mount Bradley Jumbo.