Author: snowpackjack
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Adrift
Sunrise came as I neared the beach on my return. I placed the paddle across the gunwales and sat beck to watch it’s rise. Small birds made their way through the red algae on the beach, picking out breakfast. A gull shrieked overheard, flying in the direction of the coming light of day. I did…
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A Presidential Traverse- Part 1
“A traverse is no easy hike. We’ll need two or three days” I took a bite with a resounding crunch. It was a juicy apple alright. I wiped my chin. “I’ll put something together.” I said.
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Photo Friday: Venice
The water taxi’s brought more from the airport, darting like flying fish. I thought, “how many more, before it sinks beneath the waves?”
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An Unmapped Route: A Hiker's Blog 