Updated on November 25, 2016
In this article we explain the mystery behind the various ways clothing insulation is rated to help you choose the best for those cold weather activities.
Choosing the Proper Insulation is Important
We already know that in the wintertime we want more insulation to help protect us against the cold. However, if we go out to buy just any old winter coat or sleeping bag in the store or online there are hundreds of items to choose from and without knowing a little bit about types and ratings of insulation we could buy something that we later regret. Read More
From Inka ruins to Amazonian sloths, Peru is a highly recommended, unforgettable, once in a lifetime adventure! Back in 2013 I was lucky enough to go on a 6 and a half month backpacking trip through Central and South America with the final leg of my journey spent in Peru. A majestic, timeless place, Peru is every adventurer’s paradise whether it be deep in the peaks and valleys of the Andes range, enjoying the Pacific coast, or straddling the borders of Colombia and Brazil in the heart of the Amazon rainforest.
- Cusco Culture and Acclimation
- Hiking the Inca Trail
- Machu Picchu
Updated on March 28, 2016
The original pocket sized slip-on spike traction systems, the Kahtoola Microspikes are a favorite among winter hikers and trail runners. Lightweight, versatile and durable, this traction system can be added to any type of shoe or boot to give you that needed grip in icy winter conditions. Definately one of my favorite! Read More
Posted on May 29, 2015
I WONDER, can the night go by;
Can this shot arrow of travel fly
Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the sky
Of a dawned to-morrow,
Without ever sleep delivering us
From each other, or loosing the dolorous
What is it then that you can see
That at the window endlessly
You watch the red sparks whirl and flee
And the night look through?
Your presence peering lonelily there
Oppresses me so, I can hardly bear
To share the train with you.
Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.
Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.
The earth, that is sufficient,
I do not want the constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.
(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)
BY JOHN KINSELLA
Lichen glows in the moonlight
so fierce only cloud blocking
the moon brings relief. Then passed by,
recharged it leaps up off rocks
and suffocates—there is no route
through rocks without having to confront
its beseeching—it lights the way,
not the moon, and outdoes epithets Read More
Updated on March 29, 2016
For many winter hikers using a full on pair of high end crampons isn’t practical. Most crampons are designed to be worn on stiff mountaineering boots that have a rigid sole and substantial heel and toe welts. However, unless you’re planning on doing some real alpine traverses, mountaineering, or ice climbing, going all out and getting a pair of mountaineering boots and these types crampons for your local hikes doesn’t make much sense. Read More
By Amy S. Pacini
Writing always finds me…
In the clustered cells of my restlessly racing mind
In the lonely longings and aching apprehensions of my heart
Weaving a whirling web of whimsical words and a wishful well of wisdom.
Fancily floating like a carefree cardinal red feather in the blissful breezes
On a spring Sunday afternoon looking up at the cloudless robin’s egg blue sky
Pondering the purpose and meaning of life and how I fit in to the universal master plan. Read More
Some feel rain. Some feel the beetle startle
in its ghost-part when the bark
slips. Some feel musk. Asleep against
each other in the whiskey dark, scarcely there.
When it falls apart, some feel the moondark air
drop its motes to the patch-thick slopes of
snow. Tiny blinkings of ice from the oak,
a boot-beat that comes and goes, the line of prayer
you can follow from the dusking wind to the snowy owl
it carries. Some feel sunlight Read More
By Edgar Allan Poe
Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
Of an Eternity should bring the morrow.
Yes! tho’ that long dream were of hopeless sorrow,
’Twere better than the cold reality
Of waking life, to him whose heart must be, Read More
By Edward Thomas
The last light has gone out of the world, except
This moonlight lying on the grass like frost
Beyond the brink of the tall elm’s shadow.
It is as if everything else had slept
Many an age, unforgotten and lost
The men that were, the things done, long ago,
All I have thought; and but the moon and I
Live yet and here stand idle over the grave
Where all is buried. Both have liberty Read More
Don’t embrace mediocrity; its main charm is to make you fall in love with failure. Speed off… Excellence awaits you at the end of your journey!
Fall in love
with the energy
of the mornings
along the lull
of the afternoons
take the spirit
of the evenings
in your arms
kiss it deeply
to the tranquility
of the nights.
By Sanober Khan