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How Dissociation Is Like the Wind
It’s amazing how something you can’t see can have such an impact. The wind howls almost nonstop in the Great Basin of Wyoming. The few minutes it is not there each day I feel my body relax and I relish the silence. Sometimes I feel it will make me crazy. I think about the unseen
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Bridges
I was thinking about the importance of bridges. Certainly whole cities and civilizations have grown up around them. At least one person drowned on the Appalachian Trail trying to ford the bridgeless Kennebec River. My hiking partner was swept downriver when I hiked the PCT, and there are some notorious rivers to cross on the
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Hiking at Thirty Songs Per Hour
Many times a day I have to dig deep to keep going. For example, when it is 16 miles to the next water and my feet, knees, hips, and shoulder hurt. It would be easy to stop and give up. But I don’t really want to end my hike. Neither do I want to sit
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Tooth Water and Cow Pee
Staying hydrated in the desert A water cache stocked by volunteers in the Great Basin of Wyoming. By Mary Anderson The heaviest thing I carry is water. I can easily drink one gallon, or eight pounds per day, especially in the windy desert. Some water sources are 30-plus miles apart. This is when I have
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Falling Down on Purpose
By Mary Anderson It has been at least 20 years since I have done a self-arrest with an ice ax. I thought some practice before my hike would be a good idea, so before leaving home, I went to a local ski area in search of snow. I trudged up the slope, aware that I
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My No. 1 Backpacking Resource
By Mary Anderson Yesterday I wrote about how long-distance hiking has made me more aware of basic human needs, but I left out what I believe to be the most important resource a solo backpacker can have: friends, and the ability to stay in touch with them. I set out on this hike to find
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