Here we are, nearing the end of one month and the beginning of the next. I finished my last hike of the month today, full pack on and me moving for three hours. I was aiming for four, but my excuse is the upper and lower body workouts the previous two days... So sore! I'm thinking it might help if I start wearing my pack at home between hikes, too.
I almost skipped the hike altogether, but I'm glad I went. There's something reviving to body and soul in just getting out and into nature... Even just a taste of something wild ignites some spark in me. This is one of those things that IS life for me. :)
We've had some astonishingly warm weather here for Minnesota winter...I mean, highs in the 60s for almost a full week. That's craziness. Usually the February warm spell is 35-40 for highs...
The high temps even melted the packed snow on the park paths under the trees. Walking was a breeze. Those yak traks I brought along "just in case" weren't needed today.
I "discovered" this well by a creek in the park. Just...There. Completely random.
I followed a ravine down to the river...
...and then climbed up for a bit of a view.
I liked the look of the sky cut up by this fallen tree.
The waterfall is always a favorite site:
I'm looking forward to those 7 hour pack hikes in March. That will definitely be a new challenge... And in a new location...!
My shoulders are sore just thinking about it.
And still, that wild spark says, "let's do this."
🤓😎🤣
