Monthly Archives: July 2019

Coast To Coast Adventure, days 15-18

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US. I’ll be working as a hospitalist when we get to Oregon in September.

We arrived into Red Lodge,Montana, and right into our adorable vrbo rental. It was a cute little house right off Main Street. We only stayed there 2 days, I’m wishing it could have been longer! It even had a yard with a hot tub and fire pit, and fresh strawberries to pick.

After getting settled in, we hiked out on the West Fork Trail the next morning. This trail was a little rough. It was through a burn area for nearly two miles. The burn zone was super harsh and the sun was beating down on us the entire time. To make it worse, it was slightly uphill the whole way, and you could see the creek the entire time, but the trail never got close to it. There were a lot of wildflowers, but that’s the only good thing about the beginning of this trail.

Finally, the trail entered forest and abutted the creek. The dogs and I got right into the creek, and it was amazing! So cold and the water was beautiful and clear. I wish I could have gone swimming!

We then hiked onward till we got to a lovely waterfall, and then into the forest some more. If we kept going on the trail, eventually it reached some meadows, but the dogs and we were tired and hot, so we turned back. On the return trip we saw a huge multigenerational family with 29 people!!! Seniors and infants alike. They were only 1.5 miles in, and they were really struggling with the heat. I hope they ended up making it to the falls, the poor kids all looked so miserable. Heat exhaustion just waiting to happen!

The next day, we packed up out of the house and drove up my favorite road ever, the Beartooth Highway. If you ever have the chance to do this, please do it. It’s amazing. Words and pictures hardy even do it justice.

It puts the road through Rocky Mountain Park to shame. I’ll have to weigh it against Going to the Sun road when we go to glacier next week. The most wonderful part is that it isn’t even very crowded. We had plenty of space to ourselves. We roamed on the tundra quite a bit and scrambled up a couple of big boulder piles as well.

The dogs loved seeing the snow. They played and rolled around on it, until Moose decided he needed to throw up all over. Partly my fault on this one, I fed him part of my breakfast bagel sandwich. 😬

We drove down to the Island Lakes Campground, intent to camp for the night. The. The mosquitos swarmed us. I mean swarmed. It was awful. Moose was still acting sick, and very lethargic, so we drove back to Red Lodge and stayed in the Yodeler Motel for the night. Besides the creepy bathroom it was actually pretty nice and a big room.

The next morning, we got going relatively early. It always takes forever to reload the car, get the dogs fed and situated, and honestly- for Rob to poop 1-3 times. That man’s IBS drives me crazy, I swear. We then drove out to West Rosebud Road. Unfortunately we had to take a long detour because a bridge was out, so it took a couple hours.

The dirt roads in Montana all go through ranches. So the roads are public but all the surrounding land is private. We drove up to the Mystic Lake trailhead. Lake is actually a misnomer, since it’s a reservoir. It is both very cool and also a little jarring to see all the power generated from the dam and the whole system for how the water is collected. There were a bunch of men up there working, and honestly, that has to be an amazing job. Can’t beat the location!

The hike up to the lake was BRUTAL. The first mile is totes relaxed with a mild incline and some woods. The creek that is from the dam is amazing, and filled with huge rocks and rapids.

After the first easy part, the hike gets real real quick. Up rocky switchbacks and boulder fields, the terrain is both steep and unstable. Careful footing is absolutely necessary, as some areas right off the trail have a drop of several hundred feet. Add to that a dog pulling you and generally behaving like an asshole at baseline, and it adds some tension to the hike.

The way up we had a gorgeous view of the valley. I was on the struggle bus for this hike. If this hike was in Ohio it would have signs every ten feet saying “Extreme Danger” and “Hike at Your Own Risk” but here in Montana it’s no big deal. We passed by several families with young kids, all just out for a walk in the park. I was passed by an older guy in his 60s who carried no more than a walking stick and his bear spray. He wore jeans, as did a woman and her daughter who were toting Subway to the top. All that’s to say is that these peeps were keeping it super casual, and I was literally dying. I actually cried tears of joy when I finally reached the top.

Compounding the physical difficulty, I got one of my lovely exercise induced migraine about 2 miles into this 6+ mile round trip. After many years of analyzing their pattern, unfortunately the last few years I have come to see that strenuous exercise is an almost guarantee for a migraine. So here I am, super obese again and trying to hike myself back to good health again, and BLAM! Migraine comes calling. So then not only am I huffing and puffing and resting every 100 feet, I’m buckled over with pain, blurry vision, and nausea. Just trying to hold my water down, so I don’t get dehydrated and die of heat stroke.

Super fun time.

Migraine troubles aside, this was a very rewarding hike. I mean, that view. It’s like rounding the corner and coming into an enchanted world right out of Lord of the Rings or something. (Yes I’ve seen those movies, I’m a nerd.) As soon as you see the lake, the wind just pounds into you. Sustained winds of 60+ miles an hour were nearly knocking us off our feet.

At this point I had taken 2 excedrin, a flubiprofen, and a zofran. My head was still pounding, but thankfully started to ease up a little when the meds kicked in. And bonus, I didn’t puke. Of course going back down is always so much easier. In this case until we got past the boulder fields, I couldn’t relax. The footing was so uneasy, and rocks rolled right out from under me way too often.

Now as I sit here in my post migraine haze of lightheadedness, photophobia, and nausea, I am grateful for the Quality Inn where I can relax in tub and let my head settle down. Looking forward to chowing down on some Mexican food very shortly. Yum.

Coast to Coast Adventure, Days 10-14

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US. I’ll be working as a hospitalist when we get to Oregon in September.

We started this stretch of days waking up exhausted and sore. The previous day’s attempted overnight left us all tired and sore. We took the dogs for a short walk and had a leisurely morning. One thing about our dogs, they will never miss an opportunity to sleep in. They are pretty lazy at their core, and will snuggle with us under the covers until one of us has to get up to pee. My favorite time of day is getting BOOPs from Sky in bed and spooning with my large adult son Moose.

Rob and I then drove up to RMNP and hiked up to Big Meadows. My legs were dying and physically rebelling against anymore uphill at that point, so it was a bit of a slog even though it was an easy trail. The reveal at the end was worth it, though.

We spent some time sitting in the shade, just savoring our surroundings. For a good 20 minutes, we didn’t see any other people, and had the whole meadow to ourselves. The creek bubbling and the wind whipping through the tall grasses was hypnotic.

We looked up from taking our picture to see we had been joined by some company. A momma and baby moose. They were about 50 feet away, grazing and meandering along. We hid behind the trees to watch them as they sauntered across the meadow. The baby would run ahead and then back to mom, so cute and fluffy with its long spindly legs.

We went back to the condo we were renting for a drama filled scene. Moose was howling and wailing and carrying on. Unfortunately this scene was doomed to repeat itself the next day. The condos had too much activity going on and too many dogs and people making noises, and it riled the dogs right up. The next day we had again driven up to RMNP for a hike, but our dog-cam showed Moose being hysterical, so instead we hopped right back in the car and drove the hour home.

I love my two dogs very much, but they do not make traveling easy. Sky is incredibly reactive and will bark her head off anytime she sees another dog. It creates a huge problem on the trails, especially narrow ones high up the mountains. The worst part is that now Moose acts this way, too. He used to be our chillaxed friendly guy, wanting to say hi to everyone… now he starts barking and pulling on his leash. I fear this is only going to get worse until we get settled in Oregon and can work with a trainer.

That afternoon, we attempted another overnight trip. The campsite was less than one mile from the car, on the edge of a large beautiful meadow.

We set up camp, and another Moose came out to join us in the meadow. He kept his distance across the fields, and we set out to hike a little of the CDT. The portion we hiked was wooded and beautiful. There was no one else out there.

That feeling of isolation ultimately led me to decide not to spend the night yet again. I don’t even know what I’m worried about? The absence of sound, the absence of people. These things make me so happy during the day, but at night seem sinister. I yearn to be comfortable enough with myself in nature to spend the night in a beautiful place with no one but my little family around. I hope I’m able to do this by the time this trip is over in September.

Saturday morning came in on a wave of grumpiness. Rob hadn’t slept because he has “altitude included sleep apnea”. So he wakes up gasping in the night. Of course, he has sleep apnea ALL the time, he’s only waking up with it now because there is less oxygen at 9,000 feet. Will he go on a sleep study? No. Will he take his BP medicine? No. Being a doctor means fuck all to anyone in my family, they follow my recommendations 0% of the time. This is a perfect example of what patients do with our recommendations: they either follow them or not. Every person has to make their own decisions, and all I can do is make the best recommendation for them with the knowledge I have.

After getting out of the house too late, after 10, we drove up to Monarch Lake in Granby. We had planned on hiking past the lake on the cascade creek trail. Well every person up for the weekend from Denver had the same idea, and there was nowhere to park within a mile of the trailhead. Completely pissed off at this point, I turned the car around and we went back to hike a much less scenic hike, Doe Creek. Well this hike was in a meadow and forest affected by beetle kill so there was no shade and it was 85 degrees, the dogs lasted a mile, and then we had to turn around to avoid heat exhaustion.

We got back to the condo, and I continued to just be in bad mood. The last 2 days we had done none of the hikes we planned, and the hikes we did do were fairly boring. I did not even take a single picture, feeling the bland scenery didn’t merit it. Rob went in the house with the dogs and I set off on a walk into town. The Jazz Fest was in Winter Park this weekend, so I got to people watch and listen to (terrible) jazz as I walked. Getting in that extra exercise and time to myself helped me clear my head and get out of my bad mood. That night Rob and I were both tired, and settled in to start a new show on Netflix (Lucifer, which so far seems pretty good).

The next morning we packed up and are now on the road to Montana.

The drive is all two lane highways through remote parts of Colorado, Wyoming and Montana. It’s big ranch country, and it’s beautiful. There’s just so much open land. It’s the kind of sparseness that makes you dream of owning a big piece of land…. but then you drive through the little “towns”. These towns are usually no more than a gas station and some trailers, a family dollar if you’re lucky. How far must the people who live there drive to go to a “real” grocery store? It seems there are only two income levels: super rich owners of the ranches, and the poor ranch hands that work for them.

All that being said. Wyoming has some of the most unexpected, beautiful places we’ve been through.

We’ll get into Red Lodge tonight, and hopefully our week there will include some more successful days of hiking and exploring.

Coast to Coast Adventure, Day 9

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US. I’ll be working as a hospitalist when we get to Oregon in September. 

Day 9: Winter Park and Fraser Colorado. Hike Columbine Lake. Max elevation 11,146 feet.

Whelp. I failed super hard last night. It was supposed to be our first backpacking overnight, and this should have been my view all night. It was not to be, as I sabotaged it.

I chose a trail and place we had been before, Columbine Lake. We started the 4 mile hike in a 5 o clock, a little later than we wanted as it had been raining off and on all day before clearing up.

When we got started the weather was absolutely beautiful. The trail was quiet and secluded at that time of day. We had on our backpacking packs- mine was roughly 25 pounds and Rob’s was roughly 50. His pack was ridiculously big and heavy, and I worried about him. I tried to buy lighter weight gear, but I don’t think I was picky enough, and it added up quickly.

The first 3 miles of the trail weren’t that bad at all. Lovely trail up through a forest and by meadows and streams, graded no more than 15%. I knew the last mile was hard, I remembered from before. It is steeply graded at 25 % or more, and has lots of rocks which make for treacherous footing. It parallels a stream and cascades, and is absolutely gorgeous, but took a lot more effort. Our packs on the rough terrain and 11,000 feet altitude made it excruciating, and I stopped so much that it took us 45 minutes just to do this stretch. Rob was concerned and told me my lips were blue, he said we should turn around, but I said no, we were too close.

Finally, we arrived at the lake. It’s a beautiful alpine lake, nestled in a little valley between high peaks. There was one other person camping there, and he had a fire going. We walked around the lake, searching for tent sites. It was not easy to find somewhere, as the lake was overflowing and there were many pools surrounding it from snow melt. Flat ground was non-existent and mosquitoes swarmed us. At this point from the strenuous exertion and the altitude, I was feeling terribly. I had a headache and felt dizzy and orthostatic. It was one hour or less to sunset.

Rob had said before that we ought to turn back since I was feeling badly, but I wanted to push on. I wanted to do this so badly. As soon as I stopped at the lake and sat down, I started to panic. I’ve had terrible altitude headaches before, and with my head pounding more by the second I went into panic attack mode. Rob looked at my face and said, “we need to go down; we need to go quickly before it is totally dark.”

There was no time to debate. No time to get more water (we’d had only a liter between the two of us this far, not wanting to stop since we were racing the sun.) We quickly put back on our heavy packs and set off down the mountainside. It was a race against the darkness. We yelled out loudly every few seconds, as the twilight hours and location made this territory ripe for bears and moose. Thankfully our antics must have kept them away and mercifully we didn’t fall on our rapid descent. We finally pulled into the parking lot at the trailhead as darkness enveloped the mountains.

We still had an hour drive down a remote, rough road to town. We collapsed into our condo (which we thankfully still had rented, in case something like this happened). I took some medication for my headache and my screaming neck pain and we went to bed.

It feels terrible to have failed at this. Why could I not overcome my fear and panic? I let them get the better of me. In the moment, dehydrated and exhausted, I wasn’t thinking rationally. I worried my headache would envelope me and then the panic just rose and rose in my throat until I felt like I was choking.

The entire time, Rob was my rock. He didn’t get angry when I said I couldn’t stay up there. Despite knowing we had a long and dangerous way down, and needing to go as fast as possible with his whole body aching from his heavy pack, he stoically made sure we all got back down to civilization.

Epic fail overall, but I am proud of us for doing that very hard 8 mile hike with our heavy packs.

Coast to Coast Adventure, Days 5-8

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US. I’ll be working as a hospitalist when we get to Oregon in September.

Days 5-8: Winter Park and Fraser Colorado. Hikes Vasquez Creek Trail, Corona Lake, Henderson Spur to the CDT. Max elevation 12,136 feet.

We were warmly greeted in Winter Park by my brother Greg and his significant other, Beth. We had a delicious night out eating Italian food at Volarios and drinking manhattans (Rob had beer, 🤢). Every time I’ve been to visit my brother before I’ve had terrible migraines from drinking at altitude or from going up too high on hikes- so far, fingers crossed 🤞🤞🤞, I’ve avoided this malady this visit. Greg and Beth always try to get us to stay out late, drinking, but Rob and I are getting too old for that! 🤷🏻‍♀️

The next morning, we woke up and got up to get moving. I’ve always wanted to drive up “Moffat Road,” as I see the sign for it whenever we come up the pass from 70. This is a 4×4 road that goes up to Corona Pass and Rollins Pass, up on the divide. This was our first time driving a long off road trail with our Lexus, as we sold the Subaru when we left Ohio. Overall it did very well, but the Subaru had this cool feature where it would let each tire drive independently of the others, which the Lexus does not. It definitely would have come in handy for some huge ruts and puddles we encountered, and it took us an hour and a half to get up the road with all the precision driving.

Corona Lake is a glacial lake just off the road. You actually hike down to the lake at the base of a peak. It was about 11,500 feet elevation, and the trail to the lake was obscured by a few snow fields. The dogs loved the snow! Sky went crazy diving in and rubbing herself all over it. Moose jumped around like a puppy. He also gobbled a bunch of snow and then promptly threw up. This, we ended our hike a little early so he could rest his digestive system.

The drive down the road was just as long, going slow to make surge we didn’t scrape the bottom of the car. The road was actually much busier than I thought it would be, but it was a Saturday morning. The amount of people coming out to the mountains from Denver each weekend is insane. This whole excursion took about 6 hours all told, and the altitude granted me a headache when we were done. Luckily it was mild, and improved with a quiet night in. We finally cooked dinner instead of going out, and I made a healthy and delicious grain salad with veggies for dinner. Still doing AWESOME sticking to my calorie goals 🔥🔥.

Sunday my brother got us set up with an awesome trip on the Clear Creek River. We did the beginner rafting trip with AVA and our guide Conner. It was sooooo fun!!! The water was freezing and running really high due to all the snow, so we had lots of big waves and rapids. We are already planning to go rafting again soon, and try to do some harder level rapids. And bonus: nobody fell out of the boat!

We ended the outing with lunch at a brewery in Idaho Springs, where I had a delicious homemade veggie burger and a summery Moscow mule- Westbound and Down. We ended the day starting a Stranger Things binge- which we are continuing today.

Monday morning we were up bright and early. The daily afternoon storms up in the mountains means very careful planning on our end. We cannot be out in a storm with our dog Moose. His anxiety level is unreal, and he will bolt and take us out with him. So we get up and out by 8 and make sure to set a definitive turn around time that we stick to. After much much much researching we decided to hike the Henderson Spur trail up to the Continental Divide.

This trail starts at at trailhead just across from the Henderson Mine in Empire. The mine is a load whirring noise that you hear for the first and last half mile of the hike, but after that you don’t notice it. The trail goes up for about a mile and a quarter, and then it intersects the Continental Divide Trail. We chose to veer left at this point and hiked another mile and a half up past the timber line. The views were AMAZEBALLS!!!! 🔥🔥

The last time I hiked up to the Divide trail was 2 years ago. At that point I had lost 90 pounds and was in awesome shape, training for a half marathon. Today I walked up that mountain 60 pounds heavier after 18 months of struggle with migraines, chronic neck pain, and anxiety and panic disorder. My health has been challenging to say the least, and has led me to fall way off the wagon and gain back huge amounts of weight, while becoming less and less active. So this hike today meant a lot to me. I needed to see if I could still do it, if there is hope for me to get back into shape again.

The hike was really difficult, 3 miles up switchbacks to the snowy ridge-line. I stopped so many times, panting and lungs burning, quads screaming, and my knee still stiff and swollen from straining it last week. I may have struggled, but I never contemplated stopping until I reached that ridge. I may have a long way to go to get healthy and fit again, but standing up tall on top of the trail, looking out over the beautiful mountains, I felt strong. 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻

The trail continues to Jones Pass, but at this point we were dead tired and the sky was clouding up, so we turned back. It also was snowed in over on the pass. The way back was blissfully downhill all three miles. My lungs were very grateful for this but my knees and my toes were not- they took a lot of beating going down.

Lucky we turned back when we did as the skies opened up this afternoon with a bad storm. We are riding it out watching more Netflix while the dogs nap. We are still debating over what to do tomorrow- we may go backpacking but only if the weather cooperates. If there is any chance of storm we will have to just do a day hike instead- wait and see! 😊

Coast to Coast Adventure, Days 4-5

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US

Heading west days 4-5. Colby KS to Fraser CO. Camp Dick to Beaver Lake hike. Vasquez Creek trail hike. Max elevation 11,808 feet.

Woo boy, we’ve been busy since yesterday. Drove the last slog through Kansas and Western Colorado, which was again so boring and flat! Then bypassed Denver (thank god I hate Denver traffic!) and went to Boulder. First stop was REI, as we needed to pick up a tent footprint (ours having been mysteriously lost and/or accidentally thrown away or not packed?🧐). Had some awesome fresh southwestern fare from Zolo Grill, and then headed out through Lyons to Camp Dick. Lyons is an amazing little Colorado town, please stop by if you are ever in the area. It is so charming and has so many restaurants, coffee shops, and breweries.

Camp Dick (yes of course I laugh every time, we are all adolescents at heart) is located off the St. Vrain Creek. We got there late afternoon and set up camp. I had picked a short but moderate hike to help us get used to the elevation. For real, elevation is soooo hard on a flat-lander like me. I get altitude sickness easily, and I have to stop and rest all the time. Even when we came out two years ago and I was in amazing shape, it was like moving through water. So we knocked out this little hike, up to Beaver Lake. It wasn’t all that grand, but it was a good workout!

Afterwards, our best laid plans went to hell. It started thundering for like an hour, and then stormed. We tried to wait it out at first but Moose wasn’t having it. At the same time, we’ve been noticing our car taking longer to start, so we wanted to get into town to take it to the shop first thing in the morning. After paying way too much for a Holiday Inn, we crashed and slept like the dead.

Luckily the next morning Rob got the car into a shop first thing. They cleaned the fuel injector and switched the battery, they said the starter looked good. It seemed to work, but didn’t last, the Lexus is still taking a second longer to start. Maybe it’s he spark plugs? I have no clue. Hopefully it doesn’t get worse!

We headed up to Estes Park to drive through RMNP. We stopped at the mountain home cafe for some marginal food- there were no good veggie options in Estes for lunch. This was our first time to RMNP, even though I’ve been to Colorado over a half dozen times. You cannot take dogs on any trails in the park, so it’s always been on my shit list. We did do the scenic drive through on route 34.

We were greeted with sleet at 12,000 feet and then lightning strikes and downpours at lower elevations. Given the nasty weather, we managed a few short jaunts off the road, leaving the dogs safe in the car. We spotted a small group of bighorn sheep way up on the highest ridgeline, a huge herd of elk, and a momma and baby moose. They were as startled as we by the storm, and promptly hightailed it out of there. Moose the dog spent most of his time hiding under the front passenger seat where his Dad was sitting.

We got through to the west side of the park and headed down to Winter Park. We had planned to try to hike somewhere, but the weather remained crappy and stormy, so we drove to the grocery store then our condo. We are spending a week in the area since my brother and his girlfriend live here. Resting up and gonna carb up with some Italian food tonight! Mmmmmm. The weather cleared up before dinner, so we got a quick couple miles in!

Sidebar bummer: I strained my bad knee in NC running intervals. It is acting up and swollen and hurting a bit. May put a damper on our hikes, for now lots of ice and nsaids!

Coast to Coast Adventure, Days 2-4

My husband Rob and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US

Heading west days 2-4. Asheville NC to Colby KS. No good hikes, just walks around town and by our hotels. Elevation Colby 3247 ft.

What to say about these last few days? A LOT of boring, boring driving. 🚙🚙🚙 So many straight, flat roads. It all blends together. We’ve been doing shorter driving days, trying to be on the road 10 hours or less each day. I pass the time reading the New York Times, and it reminds me why I try to never read the news. I end up feeling depressed and hopeless for our country and humanity at large. Besides all the ongoing humanitarian crises in the U.S. this article about elephants hit me in the feels real hard… Did you know elephants are as smart as dolphins? They have emotional intelligence as well, and are sentient about their lives and surroundings. Some zoos are discontinuing their elephant exhibits because they have realized this. Elephants in captivity rarely breed, and when they do the mothers often murder their babies because they are so depressed and despondent 😭😭. I’ll never look at an elephant at the zoo the same. #freetheelephants

At this point our dogs are champion hotel stayers. They are used to it and settle in and snooze all night. 🐶 Schuyler is still being a super reactive ass when we see other dogs. We just stayed with my parents and she was fine with all 3 of their dogs, but when she is on a leash and sees another dog she flips out. She starts barking and snarling and pulling on the leash. It’s ridiculous. She gets so focused on the other dog that she doesn’t respond to any treats, even people food. I’m hoping being out and exposed to more dogs on the trail will help her settle down.

Thanks to the internet I’ve been able to eat pretty healthily on the road. Moe’s tofu bowls are a staple when they are around, so good. We passed through Columbia, MO and stopped at a vegetarian restaurant there. It was sooooo good!!! If you ever are in Missouri, stop in Columbia. It is an adorable little college town and reminds me a lot of Athens, OH in its vibe. They have a ton of cute little restaurants and shops, and we walked the dogs around the university. Yesterday, I did give in to some cravings and had nachos 🤤 and an ice cream cone 🍦- but I’ve still been hitting my target of about 1700 calories a day, so it’s all good.

Rob met a hilarious couple in the parking lot of the Holiday Inn today. They saw him struggling with the dog stuff and getting the car all packed up, and came over to talk. They are driving to California from Nashville. Turns out they left Cali a year ago and moved to Nashville but “It’s way too fucking hot there, we are done with that shit.” So they are headed back to Cali. My kind of people!!! 😂😂😂

Lastly, I’d like to give an award to Colby, KS. You blessed town, you mark the end of humidity. You will hold a special place in my heart. ❤️

This afternoon we will get into the mountains in Colorado and camp in a glacier valley- gonna be a good day. 😁👍

Anybody have any good music recommendations for us? We need some new stuff to listen to on the road.

Coast to Coast Adventure, days 1-2


My husband and I have quit our jobs and are moving from Dayton, OH to Medford, OR with our two dogs Moose and Schuyler. Before we settle there, we are embarking on a 2.5 month adventure across the US.

Days 1-2 heading west. Hampstead NC to Asheville NC. 375 miles 

Two hikes- Powhatan “lake” which was really just a pond and Pine Tree Loop. Elevation 2100 feet. 

Yesterday we knocked out a pretty easy day of 6 hours driving. We stopped to get dinner (from 131 Main which is the J Alexander’s of the South! What a find!) and then we drove to Powhatan Lake recreational area, which is just west of Asheville. We got there before dark, took a short hike in the 90 degree 90% humidity weather and then set up camp. We laid there for an hour just cooling down and letting our sweat dry. Damian Rice, our camp music of choice, serenaded us. The dogs were exhausted and fell asleep half on and off their beds. Sometime overnight I woke up and kept thinking the shadows on the tent walls were a bear. I coughed loudly to discourage it from bothering us. Since it was not a bear, the shadow left us alone.

This morning started off poorly. I slept in because I didn’t want to get up and wake up Rob. The dogs love sleeping in, so they didn’t help.  By the time we got up and going it was 8:15. One of the many wonderful things about being fat is that I sweat ALL the time. So when we go out hiking, esp in the 90% humidity I’m soaked at rest and it only gets worse once we get moving. This means I usually have to change clothes 2-3 times a day when we are hiking. That adds up to a lot of dirty smelly clothes to tote around. 

Anyways so I am sweaty and cranky and the flies are swarming and I’m snapping at Rob. Moose is pulling me for no reason, so I’m snapping at him, too. 3/4 way into the trail, the day took a sudden turn for the better… we saw our first BEAR! 

Of course we had no phones with either of us to get footage.  It was a medium sized black bear, about 50 feet off the trail. He was extremely unimpressed with us and went about his usual business while we yelled “Hey Bear!” at him. It was a very cool little sighting, next time I hope I can grab a picture. The camp hosts says they have seen bears basically everyday. I hope these poor bears don’t get so habituated that they are killed, we are taking up their space, not the other way around!!!

When we got back to camp up I was cranky again because I felt so disgusting and sweaty and it takes forever to pack up. There were showers at camp, and I eagerly looked forward to an ice cold one. The showers had other plans, as they only spit out very hot water, and I ended up right back where I started. We skipped breakfast because we got a late start, so here’s hoping I stay on track with my calories and don’t eat a lot of junk food in the car today. I’ve been doing awesome with diet and exercise since we left Ohio, I’ve got to keep it up! I’ve been targeting 1700-1800 calories a day, and trying to stick with that, even with exercise. I know once we hit some longer days on the trails I will eat more, and that’s okay. As long as I keep a net negative balance I should start dropping pounds. I’ve resolved not to weigh myself until we get settled in Oregon. Seeing the numbers and the gain is too painful. For now I need to be present in the here and now and focus on each day as it comes.

We are back on the road, the lovely AC full blast. Hoping to make it to St. Louis today, but we’ll see where the day takes us!




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