Weekly Walk 50
We hiked our fiftieth hike twelve weeks after the summer solstice. Only two more to go until we’ve finished the full year, and only one more until astronomical autumn (unless we hike … Continue reading Weekly Walk 50
We hiked our fiftieth hike twelve weeks after the summer solstice. Only two more to go until we’ve finished the full year, and only one more until astronomical autumn (unless we hike … Continue reading Weekly Walk 50
On Labor Day, eleven weeks after the summer solstice, we took an afternoon family hike, my spouse, the two kids, and me.
Ten weeks after the summer solstice, we took our friend Linda hiking again.
Nine weeks after the summer solstice, and it’s still summer, although the season seems to be growing a little stale.
Eight weeks after the summer solstice, we took my sister for a walk.
Seven weeks after the summer solstice, and we’re back to full-on drought.
Six weeks after the summer solstice, and we got to hike in the rain!
It’s five weeks after the summer solstice, and while I’m not about to complain about the heat since so far we can still get by without running the air conditioner if we … Continue reading Weekly Walk 43
Four weeks after the summer solstice, we took advantage of a break in the heat and took an after-lunch hike.
Three weeks after the summer solstice, we once again walked the trail, this time in a surly mood.
Two weeks after the summer solstice, two days after Alton Sterling was shot to death in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, one day after Philando Castile was shot to death in Falcon Heights, Minnesota, … Continue reading Weekly Walk 40
Our first summer walk—the week following the solstice—was best described by one word: Buggy.