El Yunque Peak

July 28, 2013 § Leave a comment

The wind is whipping sky-water parallel to the earth, if you can call it that. More of a slippery pinnacle, water on moss on rock, a chiseled crest, the highest point in Sierra de Luquillo. I can hear the whistling of the wind through the jungle, the wet crash of rain on my face and into my eardrums, and over it, the rumbling sound of my own voice yelling,

“THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO LOOK DEATH RIGHT IN THE EYEBALLS AND POKE HIM IN THE FOREHEAD … NOT TODAY DEATH! NOT TODAY!”

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Well, that and the voice of my friend telling me to get down from there.

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Sunset in Puerto Rico

July 26, 2013 § Leave a comment

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Six-Mile Run

July 13, 2013 § Leave a comment

I couldn’t find my way in except for an abandoned house and silo – sometimes it’s better that way.

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The Water Gap

July 8, 2013 § Leave a comment

The Delaware Water Gap is the 10th most visited national park in the country. It’s an oasis of wild in a coast of development, a real respite from the hum and the buzz and the humanness of the northeast. If New Jersey were LA County, the Water Gap would be the Malibu hills.

Now we trekked up with a group of 100 people so much of the weekend was as ruckus..

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On big outings like this, I always get that kind in a candy store feeling. I’m a chronic extrovert with no self control, everything seems totally awesome!

When I could tear myself away, I spent my time circling the lake in a kayak, snacking on blackberries and blueberries, sneaking up on animals.

tiny frogTiny frog!

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Big turtle!

On the last day, a pair of Carolina wolf spiders snuck up on me in one of the kayaks. I didn’t snap a photo, because you know, these guys were fucking giant and terrifying.

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When I first read A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson, I thought “this all sounds terrible – all the landscape is the same! why come all the trees…?” After a few trips to the Water Gap, I may be a long distance hiking convert after all. There’s FOOD, INSIDE the forest, after all.

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