Every once in awhile, something comes along to remind me why walking is so important to me. Why I am meant to live a life of walking, whenever I can, wherever I can, just a little bit or as much as possible.
Recently, that reminder has been weekend days spent in the woods of the Mt. Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest And, a great New Yorker article on the benefits of walking, and exploring the “curious link between mind and feet”.
So if you have a lot of your mind, or you just want to see what else might be kicking around in that head of yours, I encourage you to get out and get walking!
Day 5 would be our last day on the tour. It was too good to have ended so soon, and to be honest, exhausted as we were, all we wanted to do when we finished Day 5 was keep going. With views like this, why not?
Alas, more days on the mountain were not to be for the TMB 2013. Our journey ended here in Courmayeur, where we would spend a few 2 days recovering in the Italian countryside. It was an EPIC hike. And one we look forward to finishing in the future…
Day 4 on the TMB: can you say, sweeping mountain views?
Day 4 was eventful, to say the least… We hiked in two countries, along a ridge with sweeping views of Mont Blanc, crossed ice and water, and got a bit lost (then found) along the way. Yep, all in all a good day’s hike on the trail.
It’s a new year, and we are starting it off… in Seattle!
Steve & I recently moved from the east coast to the west coast, inspired in no small part by the awesome walking and hiking opportunities that WA state has to offer. Our Christmas presents — Take a Walk: 110 Walks Within 30 mins of Seattle and a guidebook to the Olympic Peninsula — are going to keep us busy with ideas until the weather gets a little warmer for new hiking adventures.
For now, we are urban exploring as we look for apartments and potential homes for sale. In only a few short days, I’ve learned some valuable lessons about being a vicambulist in Seattle:
1. Always bring a hood. On a clear day, soaring mountains dominate the skyline to the east and west. It’s pretty awesome. On a normal (winter) day, its kinda overcast and drizzling and/or raining buckets. I’ve been walking around withOUT my removable hood on my jacket, and drenched once or twice already….
2. Hills matter. D.C. was literally built on a swamp with backfill. So basically, the hill we lived on top of in Adams Morgan (167 feet) was one of the tallest around. Seattle is built on top of SEVEN major hills. And when I say hill, I mean a good 500 feet elevation change from top to bottom. Just walking to the top of Queen Anne hill, twice, in one day put my calves into overdrive.
3. I need a new shoe wardrobe. Heels need not apply (see point 2).
Sorry for the blogging hiatus…. Picking up the story right where we left off, it’s time to chronicle our journey on Day 3 of the TMB!
The most memorable part of Day 3 was the “valley of moo and poo” — yep, lotsa cows in the valley between Col de Bonhomme and Col de Seigne. This was also the day the weather turned on our TMB journey, and would basically follow the same pattern for the remaining days – rain/fog/clouds in the morning, clear beautiful midday skies, and more rain/fog/clouds in the afternoon and evening.
Good thing that hikers are early to rise, early to sleep!
Read all about Day 3 at the link.
Day 2. We’re still debating (and I’ve still got 3 days of summaries from the TMB to chronicle) but generally the consensus is that Day 2 was the most awesome day of the TMB. It was sunny and clear; it was challenging and rewarding at the same time; it was a day of adventure and surprises around every corner. It was green woods, open valleys, scraggy rocky peaks, towering waterfalls, and misty mountain tops.
Yep, plainly, pretty awesome. Read all about our Day 2 on the TMB.
Our first day on the TMB was everything a first day should be: a long but gentle introduction to the Alps sweeping vistas, that left us hungering at the end of the day for more (and, for a bit of French food!). Click here for the play by play of Day 1.