Well, it’s almost been 3 years since I’ve updated this blog. Life changed quite a bit, and maybe one day I will write about those changes. I no longer live near the Rocky Mountains, but I think about them daily. Despite that, one constant that never waivers is my love of traveling and hiking. So here’s a photo from my recent trip to Germany. After some touristy sightseeing in Berlin, we headed to the town of Gengenbach in Germany’s dense Black Forest. There, I was able to stretch my legs after a long freeze-thaw winter in Ottawa. And boy did it feel good.
Day hikes in the Canadian Rockies and around the world...
Alas, it’s been a long break.
A break from blogging, from podcasts, from audiobooks, from working out, and even from hiking. I can go on about the reasons why, but it boils down to a need to step away and recharge. My body knew before my brain did. And when I wouldn’t listen, it made me slow down. I was fatigued. And I was injured. And I was mentally drained. So I finally stopped and listened.
And the break was glorious.
With the summer hiking season in full swing, my muscles moving again in the ways they should move, and some exciting plans on the horizon, I suddenly have the urge to post on and tinker with my blog again. I absolutely love taking photos, and plan to continue sharing my adventures and misadventures. So for the next little while, I’ll be taking a more visual approach. Less writing. More photos.
Writing isn’t coming as naturally to me as before.
So I’m not going to force it.
I’ll just be patient.
Although the days are getting shorter and colder, the mountains remain open and available for adventure. When my friend Adriane decided to put together a group to hike Pocaterra Ridge in the Highwood Pass area, I immediately said yes. I don’t do a ton of winter hiking, so this was a chance to complete another scramble and hike in my favourite playground before the snow hits. I had visited the area a few weeks prior to see the larches, and Pocaterra Ridge certainly makes a wonderful larch hike around the third week of September. Regardless, the scenery of Highwood Pass can’t be beat any time of year.