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The last time I climbed this hill was to meet the Flying Sausage for the first time. And I distinctly remember struggling to make the ascent. I was having those thoughts like,  “Well, I guess I have reached that point … Continued

What a beautiful weekend to ascend Curry Mountain into the beautiful campsite number 20. Kelsie and I follow Jimmy Dean up the 5.8 miles into camp. The flying sausage really was flying on Saturday morning. he had so much energy … Continued

Lower Mount Cammerer seemed to be the right place. It was a blustery Saturday morning. I wasn’t feeling very well due to some bad sushi and seaweed the night before. And it was cold. But Kelsie wanted to get out … Continued

When there’s snow on the ground they will close the park. Which is why we set out to sneak into the old settlers Trail. Myers and Nick preceded us. Friday they had all the wood gathered. So Saturday it was … Continued

New year’s Eve was Jimmy the flying sausage Dean’s birthday. he had invited me up to join him in several others at Mount Collins shelter on Thursday. I followed the Appalachian Trail in 1600 ft of elevation and it was … Continued

Yep, you guessed it. I was diagnosed with COVID two days ago. It all began one week ago with a serious sore throat. That persisted for a couple of days. I went out to meet two friends, socially distant and … Continued

Stars dominate the night on a cold mountaintop evening.. A new friend, Jimmy Dean invited me up to join him. Jimmy hit me up a while back and wanted some beta about getting into mountaineering. He backpacks the Smokies almost weekly. … Continued

Becca stirs the flames in anticipation of nightly events. But we’ll start at the beginning. It was Greg Hawkins who asked me about doing the Eagle Creek trip this year. I ran into him several weeks ago over at Abrams … Continued

I’ve walked by this place so many times I couldn’t remember the last time I actually spent the night there. This one falls in the category of the Friday night quick hits. Oh ballerina britches and Mark joined us this … Continued

We planned to go toward the remote part of the world where the crowds would not ford. For some reason Flint Gap and this little low sideling campsite came to mind. Bugsy was in town. He drove up Friday afternoon … Continued