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An Appalachian, John Muir and the Devil's Postpile: August 2006
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An Appalachian, John Muir and the Devil's Postpile. Tuesday, August 01, 2006. Happy trails: Blog takes a hike. Apologies for not updating for a while. I was waiting for a blog site to be finished at fresnobee.com, and it's nearly done. The site isn't beautful yet, but it's functional. You can read future JMT blog entries from myself and the other reporters on the hike at:. Posted by Christina at 1:26 PM. Ambridge, Pennsylvania, United States. View my complete profile. John Muir Is Waiting.
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Muir madness: July 2006
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Sunday, July 23, 2006. I gotta know . The company manual probably doesn't cover this. It's the perfect public relations storm. The utility bill arrives. It's $200, almost triple what it was last month. The mercury rises to 112. And the power goes out for three hours between 3 and 6 pm. I'm sorry, PG&E, but I would not want to be the guy who explains what happened to me on Saturday. I don't know the embryo woman and what's the difference if it's 92 degrees or 90 degrees? Both will be gone while I'm backpa...
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Muir madness: After the hike ...
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Monday, September 25, 2006. After the hike . I've been back a month now since I walked 78 miles on the John Muir Trail. Photographer Mark Crosse and I walked more than 15 miles on the last day. We had this magnificent glow when we reached the four-wheel drive for the ride home. I have to write about the glow - the one you get coming out of a long-term backpack through a place as wild and remote as the Sierra backcountry in Kings Canyon National Park. I went to bed after talking an hour with my wife, who ...
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Muir madness: I gotta know ...
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Sunday, July 23, 2006. I gotta know . The company manual probably doesn't cover this. It's the perfect public relations storm. The utility bill arrives. It's $200, almost triple what it was last month. The mercury rises to 112. And the power goes out for three hours between 3 and 6 pm. I'm sorry, PG&E, but I would not want to be the guy who explains what happened to me on Saturday. I don't know the embryo woman and what's the difference if it's 92 degrees or 90 degrees? Both will be gone while I'm backpa...
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Muir madness: Real life is enough
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Sunday, July 09, 2006. Real life is enough. A backpacking guru I know told me I should be out on the trail in preparation for my 55-mile haul on the JMT this August. No way I can get ready down in the flat land, said he. You need to be at elevation," he advised me. "You need to be walking up a trail with some weight on your back. I don't care if you're a tri-athlete. You can't do all that from down here.". You got it. A 25-year-old stud boy and little old me, the 50-plus nut case. Turns out, I wasn't pay...
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Muir madness: A bad moon rising
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Tuesday, July 04, 2006. A bad moon rising. Anyway, I have to settle this dispute before I can backpack this lovely mountain glen in the Dinkey Creek area. My little guy is supposed to go with me, but I can't very well reward him for getting suspended from school. I didn't do it very long," he offered. So there I am talking to Vice Principal Wormer (OK, that's not really his name.). You shouldn't make him stay home for this," I said. "It's like a reward.". He would hate that.". In my dream, as in real lif...
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Muir madness: June 2006
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Tuesday, June 27, 2006. I hear you breathing out there. You really need to write a comment. Say something. Anything. About anything. But probably mostly about backpacking. I've written four of these blog entries, and I have only one comment. That was from my cohort Diana Marcum, who is blogging away to rave reviews and comments galore. Let me offer a gesture of generational peace - a quick story that I just told Diana. It's faintly hip, definitely emblematic of the back country and what the heck. There s...
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Muir madness: Fresno ... yeah
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Saturday, July 01, 2006. Fresno . yeah. My heart rate just came back to normal, and it wasn't from a workout for the backpacking adventure on the JMT. I killed another black widow spider on my green waste container. This time it was inches from my forearm. And that mess is what I will remember when the time comes to vote for city council members and the mayor. I need to warn you about a few other negatives - beyond our forward-thinking leaders. Fresno has some of the worst air pollution in the countr...
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Muir madness: September 2006
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Monday, September 25, 2006. After the hike . I've been back a month now since I walked 78 miles on the John Muir Trail. Photographer Mark Crosse and I walked more than 15 miles on the last day. We had this magnificent glow when we reached the four-wheel drive for the ride home. I have to write about the glow - the one you get coming out of a long-term backpack through a place as wild and remote as the Sierra backcountry in Kings Canyon National Park. I went to bed after talking an hour with my wife, who ...
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Muir madness: Maybe you really didn't want to know
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006. Maybe you really didn't want to know. When you last visited this space, my wife was soothing my fears about elevation sickness. I won't turn into a bleeding pumpkin head, she says. She's a registered nurse. Lucky for me. Then she started giving me one of those listen-up-buddy looks. She spoke quietly and steadily, meeting my eyes intently. I've been married to this woman 29 years, so that was enough to stop me cold. When she drew a deep breath, I almost didn't want to hear it.
