by Collin Stuart Chambers
BUT IT’S JUST A FEW FLOWERS… I saw several different groups picking wildflowers on my patrol at Max Patch last weekend. Handfuls of them. Some with their kids right beside them, little bouquets clutched in little fists, everyone smiling in the sunshine...
by Collin Stuart Chambers
THE MUTINY Something happened while I wasn’t looking. Just a short while ago, the forest was all polite suggestion… a hint of green peeping out here and there, a tentative unfurling, the woods asking permission to fully wake up. And then, seemingly...
by Collin Stuart Chambers
Sir, Your Quads Are on Fire Because You hiked 30 Miles in the Smokies Yesterday I met an Appalachian Trail thru-hiker at the Cosby Knob Shelter a few weeks ago who was genuinely puzzled. His feet, he explained with the bewildered sincerity of someone reporting a minor...
by Collin Stuart Chambers
These days, I am mostly an evening walker. I do some yoga in the morning after my meditations and then sit… way too much… at my computer, working on one of the many projects I seem to always have going on. In the wintertime, it was a constant struggle to...
by Collin Stuart Chambers
There is a delight in every step when you walk in autumn’s wonder… As the world transitions from the warm embrace of summer to the gentle chill of fall, the beauty that unfolds beneath your feet is nothing short of magical. The crisp air carries a symphony...
by Collin Stuart Chambers
I startled a large deer on the trail today. He didn’t scamper very far away, maybe fifteen feet, and for a few moments, we just sat there and stared at each other. Luckily, I had my cosmic pink prescription walking glasses on so that I could see his magnificent...
