Two phrases I heard recently amused me. In a cartoon, I saw “touch grass.” On a T-shirt, I saw “I was born in the 1900s.” Since the latter say…
Sally McMurdo
What is a Trail Angel? Trail Angels are those people, now departed, who worked in the background, getting support and funding for trail projec…
I felt my skis gliding over powdery snow, with a whisper-quiet shush. The tips were barely visible in the unbroken snow. I was in skier’s heav…
Waiting in line outside Jackson Ski Touring last Saturday, I could sense the winter excitement in the air. There were no conversations about b…
Mysterious objects in the woods always pique my interest. Whether I’m hiking, skiing, snowshoeing or biking, I stop and wonder: What is that, …
Would you believe me if I said you could create at least a 15-mile in-town road ride in the East Side area, starting from Hemlock Lane, near W…
It’s the grab it when you can time of the cycling season. With darkness outstripping daylight hours, the window of opportunity for cycling is …
I have always had a fascination with old cemeteries. Oftentimes, they’ve been places of beauty and quiet meditation for me. Other times, they’…
A friend told me about riding horses when she was a kid around Rockhouse Mountain in Conway. I could just imagine how exciting that was, espec…