I wanted to take a quick look back at the Hell Hike and Raft trip before I got into the daily journals. It was an amazing time. This trip for me is incredibly hard to put into words. I am not sure if that is because I had the privilege of organizing the trip and being a participant as well. I have decided to put this into words as best as possible by breaking everything down into chunks. (more…)
I am hanging here between two very tall trees next to a beautiful running steam. I am in a fantastic campsite called the Last Chance campsite that is about 5 miles from New Meadows Idaho. The drive thus far has been honestly very quiet. Nothing of substance to report. Just a lot of miles covered in three days.
On my last trip to Salt Lake I took the more scenic root through Flagstaff. I ran into quite a but of construction. This trip I decided to head out towards vegas. Stopped a few times for gas and a few rest stops but that pretty much sums up the day. I got to Cedar City and headed up in the mountains. For nearly an hour I drove up this windy very dark road to find the campsite. Managed to nearly miss two deer ad i rounded a corner. Got to camp set up and crashed. The campsite was at 10,000 feet. A considerable change in temperature than when I left home. Even Las Vegas was sitting at 102 when I drove through earlier that evening. I pulled out my Columbia Sleeping bag the one that has the onmiheat reflectors in it. I pulled it out of the stuff sack and unzipped it. As soon as I unzipped it steam came rolling out of it. I guess sitting in a hot car all day long allowed to heat up and then store the heat. I crawled in zipped up and passed out. (more…)
This weeks #AdventureMonday is not going to be your typical photos of adventures. Today I am going to highlight all of the members who whill be joining me on the #HellHikeAndRaft adventure that starts today.
Story Submitted by Oliver Lazenby who sharesh is adventures and other stories on his website Oliverlazenby.wordpress.com
Everyone knows the feeling of being in a warm bed with a full bladder; relishing in soft warm comfort while suppressing a growing need to pee. In a tent, the cold amplifies the contrast between a comfortable bed and the world outside of it. And there are more obstacles – zippers and a need to put on shoes, for example – between you and the bathroom.
That’s the struggle I awoke to early one morning in the Indian Heaven Wilderness, a high volcanic plateau between Mount St. Helens and Mount Adams. I was on a solo backpacking trip while researching my upcoming Hiking Washington guidebook. (more…)