My father, besides being a biology professor, excellent skier and runner (sometimes he's even faster than me!), is a master storyteller. Growing up, all of our longer outdoor excursions were driven by the promise for more stories. "Tell me about Nepal again! Tell the story about the keas in New Zealand!"
I thought it was about time to share some of the magic with you. So without further ado, I present Dad's story of the first time he hiked the John Muir Trail - and his expectations for this time around.
- The Wild Bazilchuk
The Accidental Hiker
|The view from the top of half dome. Image taken from panoramio for illustration|
|Big Red in full dirtbag mode.|
|Alpine lakes on the JMT. Image borrowed from this blog for illustration|
|Mom and Dad prep for this year's JMT hike|
|Boxes of resupply boxes packed for the JMT. Photo: Penny Rand|