September 30, 2009
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I was recently in the White Mountains talking with the leader of a group of college kids, when one of the students walked up and said, “Something smells awful!” She looked at me and reddened. “It’s not you,” she said. “It’s something else.”
I shrugged and said, “No. It probably is me.”
It’s true. I stink. We [...]
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September 29, 2009
Tales from the Trail
I have yet to get eaten by a bear, but I will blog about it immediately if it happens. A few nights ago, I woke up yelling because I was certain that something-a bear, a rabid raccoon, a frisky skunk-had me by the legs. I am not using my tent right now, just my rainfly [...]
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