52 dates // 8

52 dates // a thousand threads
The date // A hike on the AT.
The place // Annapolis Rock in Boonsboro, MD.
The snacks // Gatorade and pretzel sandwiches (junk food is a necessary addition to any good hike).

Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the winters here on the east coast, as one is wont to do when they go through the most disgustingly cold winter in years, and I keep coming back to this guy.

… okay I’ll admit, it’s not quite so dramatic as finding buried food when you’re starving, but there’s something about deprivation that helps us to appreciate what we have (absence makes the heart grow fonder and all of the cliches).

Growing up on the west coast, I always appreciated the summer… it was dry and warm and definitely a whole lot nicer than the rainy rest of the year… but I can’t remember longing for it quite the way I do now. To the point that at the very first sign of spring I want to run out my door and dance with strangers on the street. The cold, long, dark days… banished inside… it’s enough to make anyone scream for their wondrous cheese doodles when they realize they’ve returned.

It’s that cheese doodle feeling that took us outdoors this weekend for a hike through the slushy snow, without a care about mud or frozen feet, bounding and running through the woods, just so damn happy to be somewhere north of 50 degrees and outside…

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