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One of my favorite hobbies is hiking. I grew up taking day hikes with my dad whenever we could. I always loved the outdoors. Last spring my dad, Jonathan and I started backpacking. We took four overnight hikes, and fell in love. It's amazing to be outside with the wilderness and all of your resources on your back. Here's a little bit about our adventures this past year.




McAfee's Knob was a seven mile hike, plus another two miles to the camp site and water. But (if you've ever been there you already know) the view is incredible. Only a few more miles down the trail is Tinker Cliffs, which I've heard is beautiful. We hope to hike through both this year, maybe even all the way to 220, which would be about a 15 mile hike (our longest yet).




Sinking Creek was the hardest hike we've done so far. The grueling four miles up the steep mountain racing the sunset to get to camp was a real challenge. There were times all three of us didn't know if we could keep going. We finally made it though! The second day was filled with a gorgeous ridge top six miles, with gaps of cliff rocks with incredible views. The coolest part- with binoculars we could see our house!




Our last hike of the year was Apple Orchard Falls, a lighter paced hike to a breathtaking waterfall. Our favorite part, we had it all to ourselves. We only passed two or three other hikers the whole trip. I'd love to go back this year when it's warmer, the waterfall would be amazing to climb around on.




We have many, many plans for the upcoming season (just as soon as it gets warm enough). I would love to go on a hike every other weekend. I dream and dream of hiking the entire Appalachian Trail. It would undoubtedly be a life changing six months (and 2000 miles!) I just worry that I will never have the opportunity. On the bright side, there will always be plenty of hikes for us.




Until next time,
Angela

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