We can’t remember exactly how it came about, this trip to Maine. We remember having the conversation, just not what it entailed or how it led us north. It could have been weather-related, prompted by our pre-summer selves already desperate for an escape from the heat that blankets Virginia. Or maybe it was just that it had been five full, COVID-ridden years since our last trip and it was time for a revival.…
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I wasn’t sure this trip would ever happen. I first planned it for the middle of March 2020 and, obviously, had to cancel. I figured another opportunity would come around, but each time I tried to plan this trip, something came up, something stopped me from going.
Last summer, I decided to try again.…
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The first time I climbed Angel’s Landing, the weather was perfect. I’d caught the first shuttle to the trailhead at 6 a.m. It was in the days before lottery-won permits were required to hike what is a bucket list-topping trail carved into rock overlooking Zion Canyon in Zion National Park.
Sometimes I think I enjoy planning a trip as much as I enjoy taking the trip. Over the years, I’ve honed the planning to a careful craft. There are spreadsheets, methods to the madness, and research that includes checking to see if anyone else has shared an itinerary for the trip I’m attempting.…
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After 46 hours of travel, two weeks gone and a whirlwind of significant life events, I came home needing to get away. We can call it running, because maybe it was. Away, I’d felt a yoke slip across my shoulders, felt the weight of it start to crush the best parts of me.…
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