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With the exception of this past weekend, it’s been way too hot in the Carolina’s. We’d been itching to go somewhere and get out of the South, but everytime we’d think of a cool place to go visit, the cost of airfare would deflate our dreams. (Seriously…$1200 for two people to go to Boston? That’s rediculous.)
Finally, Matt pulled the trigger and booked us a getaway to Dorset, Vermont; located just outside of Manchester in the Southwestern part of the state. I submitted my request for my last vacation day of the year (The fact that Americans don’t get enough vacation days is another rant of mine – we’re already running out of 2017’s as we begin allocating it out), and we made zero plans for the weekend other than to enjoy the chill of the Northeast and check another state off of Matt’s list. Continue reading “Trip Report: A Weekend in Manchester, Vermont” »
Following up on last week’s food guide for a week of eating in Anchorage, I wanted to share our activity guide.
I spent the week doing things that were a quick drive from the city – hikes mostly. Matt did more of an adventurous long weekend that needed longer drives. It provided a nice mix of activities for everyone!
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Last Tuesday was our final day in Anchorage on this trip so before we packed up our belongings for the long looong flights home, we needed to get outside one final time.
So a 12-mile hike was obviously in the books!
Betsy took a day off work to hike with us (She told us that when she told her boss she was going to take a day off for hiking, they were like “Why are you telling us? Just go.” which reminds me of how amazing it is to live in a state where it is expected to be outside when there is good weather and hiking to do) and we drove to the South Fork Valley Trailhead in Eagle River – about a 30 minute drive from downtown Anchorage.
The day called for a bit of rain, but we ended up with a slightly overcast hike in the beginning, and incredibly warm sunshine for the way back. I was regretting a long sleeve shirt almost immediately, and ended up taking off my hiking pants and finishing the hike in yoga pants.
While out on the trail, we came across 3 other people. Three. On a 12 mile, 4.5 hour journey. I absolutely love how you can find peace and alone-time anywhere, when Anchorage is such a big and crowded city.
Continue reading “Eagle & Symphony Lakes: Final Hike in Alaska” »
Currently, I am back home in Anchorage for Anchorage RunFest. I say back home, even though I am not an Alaska native, because it’s been my most favourite place that I have ever lived. We made awesome friends up here, and got to explore and grow our love of the outdoors. Matt got to downhill ski, rock climb, and mountain bike. I got to cross-country ski and snowshoe. We both got to hike and backpack and experience true wilderness. It’s where I am the happiest.
So being back in Alaska for the first time in almost a year (11 months and 2 weeks but I didn’t keep a countdown or anything), I was desperate to get out on a mountain again. Luckily, Betsy (a fellow Carolinian who has made Alaska her home) is a great hiking buddy and she took me to a trail I never climbed in Bear Valley – only a 30 minute drive out of Anchorage during rush hour traffic.
The weather was incredibly sunny – the second evening of sun after weeks of rain – and would have been warm if it weren’t for the wind. We laughed at how our hair was blown around, and how our ears were so cold from the wind. Our hike was incredibly steep, and among catching up on life, we questioned why we’ve never acclimated enough to be hikers who don’t get out of breath.
We parked by those houses. Elevation gain like whoa!
Water bottle down. An incredibly steep hill, but the rescue mission was a success!
The weather forecast for this past weekend was supposed to be torrential downpour across the Carolina’s – cancelling a backpacking trip we had planned to Lake Jocassee. It ended up being actually really beautiful and would have been perfect camping weather which has reinstated my belief of never looking at weather forecasts and just accepting the weather as it comes.
As a rain contingency plan, we headed down to Northeast Georgia for a weekend we expected to fill with a cozy fire and bottles of locally made wine.
When Saturday morning looked amazing, we decided to check out an area we had heard about called Glassy Mountain. Rumor has it that the name comes from the mica that covers the mountain, giving it a glassy look when the sun reflects off of it. We didn’t experience the glassy effect, but we did have an incredible journey. I will apologize in advance for all of the pictures: the weather kept going between beautiful and ‘it-may-rain’ so all of nature naturally looked amazing.
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