Tag: trail by error
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Trail By Error in Washington: To Live and Die in Port Angeles & What’s This All For at The Royal Victorian Motel?
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I twisted up and down mountain roads – familiar yet foreign – until I finally found the sign I was looking for, pointing my way to Port Angeles. The Salish Sea to the north and the snow capped peaks of the Olympics to the south, Port Angeles is a town…
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Trail By Error in Washington: ever westward, towards the sun
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I thought about writing the Anderson Award festivities, and maybe I will, but I don’t have much to say. There were some thoroughly cool things, I met some thoroughly cool people, I was wined and dined when all I wanted was beer and burgers, and then it was done. It…
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Trail By Error in Washington (Somewhat): When it Rains, We Get Wet and Ramblings from Seattle
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It may be to some surprise that I start the Washington series somewhere decidedly not Washington – an overnight backpacking trip along the AT in James River Face Wilderness. Everything connects, though. I’m beginning this post on a layover at Dallas, waiting to board my connecting flight to Seattle, but…
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Trail by Error in Appalachia – Dead Space
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We kept getting lost this trip. Not badly lost, or to an extent we couldn’t figure our way out of it. Sometimes we didn’t know how to get where we were going, and sometimes we didn’t know where we were going, only that we were going. Leaving Dolly Sods, we…
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Trail By Error in Appalachia – Drinking the Dolly Water
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Dennis, Elaine, and I headed out towards the southern portion of Dolly Sods, along Red Creek. It was Dennis’ first time there, and under normal circumstances I would’ve had us hit the northern portion which is both more unique and more exposed. With reports of thunderstorms in the evening, we…
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Trail By Error in Appalachia – Checking out Cracks and the Search for Wyatt in Smoke Hole Canyon
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Smoke Hole Canyon has a certain magic to it. I’ve said this about other places, I know, but that’s just a result of me having good taste and knowing to go to places with character (haha). Primarily known to fishermen and cavers, it’s gained notoriety with climbers in recent years…
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Trail By Error In The North Country: Why And Why Not
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“Why the hell did y’all come here?” That more or less was the question we kept on getting asked. It… makes sense. Why did three Virginians drive ten hours to experience winter at its most grey, snowy, and bitter? The middle of January is too cold for half their attractions…