Giant Banana Slug. We are constantly stopping to save the lives of these curious creatures from getting squished on the trail. Steep Ravine Trail, Mt. Tam, California, USA

Giant Banana Slug. Steep Ravine Trail, Mt. Tamalpais, California, USA.

We are constantly stopping to save the lives of these curious creatures from getting squashed on the trail. This one, however, was hanging happily on his bed of moss off-piste. Big banana!

P.S. Extra points for the dirt under the fingernails. Dirty kids, happy kids.


Sunday Morning My Kiddo and I Rocked It on a 8 mile Loop through Mt Tam State Park & the Golden Gate National Recreation Area, California, USA.

Stairway to Heaven? Steep Ravine Trail,  Mt Tam State Park, California USA
Start & park at Stinson Beach. Dipsea Trail to Steep Ravine Trail. At Pantoll, loop back on Matt Davis Trail back to Stinson Beach. Heaven.


How the Shift from “Mom” to “Hiking Partner” Can Strengthen & Create New Bonds Between Me & My Son On a 7.5 Mile Rain-Soaked, Bouldering, Root-Covered Vermont Hike: Hiking Camel’s Hump, Vermont.

My 12 Year Old Son Pointing to the Southern Hump of Camel's Hump - Where We'd Summited The Day Before

Hike: Camel’s Hump Summit Loop, Vermont.
Length & Vertical: @ 7.5mile loop. @ 2,600 vertical. Via  Forest City Trail, The Long Trail, Burrows Trail
Location: east of Huntington Center, Camel’s Hump State Park, Vermont (north of Middlebury)
Difficulty: Moderate to Difficult.
Exposure: Mostly in trees, near summit exposed rocks.
Dogs: Yes. Leashed dogs at Alpine Level.
Kids: Stronger, older, experienced hiker kids only. Precarious exposures on The Long Trail and summit area.
Major Tip: Slippery rock, bouldering (grabbing rocks with hands), roots on trail, and some scrambling make this loop a fun but much slower hike. Plan more time per mile.

The Hike & The Story: As we drive up Camel’s Hump Road near Huntington Center, Vermont, my 12 year old, who is morphing quickly into a full blown teenager, and I peer to our left to see long lines of plastic maple syrup tubing along hundreds of Maple trees lining the road en route to our trailhead.

“Oh, look! Maple tree lines!” I trumpet. My son notes them too, but without much exclamation – gone are the days of Look Mama, Look!

Team Camel's Hump.
We pull into the Forest City Trailhead parking area on the right side of the road. The trees, ground is still wet from the morning showers we’ve waited out, and now, at 11am, the sun is finally peeking out from less threatening, greyish, puffy clouds.

Gear is gathered after a pre-pack at Grandpa’s barn – GORP, block of cheddar cheese, water, light-long-sleeve base layer, warm hat. Flip flops exchanged for Smartwools and my Saucony Trail Runners and his Keens. Our small and mighty hiking dog energized with a pre-adventure treat.
Welcome to Camel's Hump State Park

We’re off.  

My son, a 7th grader this fall, has taken to walking in front of me in public rather than next to me, shrinking down in the car seat when he sees girls if we’re driving somewhere together, and basically pretends he is motherless any time we’re around human beings who aren’t in his immediate comfort zone family.

Which, I concede, is a completely normal, next phase in boy-human growth. Though no one said I have to really enjoy it. Which is why I am SO excited to help us both shift a little to a next phase in our relationship – a thought of us as part of the same “Crew” -- working together towards a mutual Goal. All within in the healthy environment of Nature and Adventure in the outdoors. So in our case today, as a team we prepare for and summit Vermont’s third highest mountain with a reputation for being a tough mudder’s climb.

End of Forest City Trail
We head up the first 2 miles of the trail, following Brush Brook river’s rocky mini-falls, crossing multiple bridges, and starting the navigation of the slippery, rock-hop that defines the trail. Periodic chatter along the way about the cool rocks, captured lizards, and the mega-difference between our clear, highway-like hiking-trails in Marin County, California and the already noteworthy more difficult hiking trails in Vermont.

We are both in good shape. But the going is MUCH slower than the full-legged strides we’re used to on our California trail system.

Hitting the famous Long Trail with a sign that says: 1.9mi to Camel’s Hump Summit, I stop and say. Crap. To myself.

The Sign Doesn't Lie: 1.9 miles UP to go.
I had mis-interpreted Grandpa’s enthusiastic instructions on the route and confused his directions along with what I’d read in the guidebook. What I thought was going to be a 4.5 mile hike RT, 2,600 vertical, zip up and down the mountain, was actually going to be a much longer trip. (Note to self: Always double-check on Enthusiastic Grandpa descriptions and instructions!!!)

Ignoring my blunder with the personal knowledge we can definitely handle a few more miles, we turn and head north on the Long Trail, past Wind Gap, and begin to get massive views down valley and start bouldering in places, using our hands to scramble up giant slippery rocks. Everything is UP, including a big, grey cloud that’s blown over us as we hit a higher elevation and it’s time for a quick stop a long-sleeve layer and some grub. We’ve passed no one for a few hours. And we’re feeling a little exposed and starting to get worn.

Bouldering type maneuvers.
Scrambling UP with hands.
Trail opening  up to massive Green Mountain views.
So, it was also time for some confession time. Throwing Grandpa under the bus just a little but then circling around and taking the “blame” slash-“responsibility” myself, I confess to him that the hike’s going to be a leeettle longer than I’d thought as I hadn’t THROUGHLY double checked (though I had double checked what I’d thought was the correct info) and thus had gotten confused about the mileage to the summit via this route.

Eating chunks of Vermont Cabot Cheddar, picking out the chocolate from the GORP, and sipping at our water, I give him the choice: Turn back? Or, Stay on.

As his crew member, I’d made a mistake. We now had to stop, re-calculate, re-assess, and make a group decision.

His response: Shovel in more fistfuls of GORP. And, CARRY ON, the summit is our goal.

Hitting the “Bad Weather Bypass” trail, it’s confirmed we’re getting closer to the top and the adrenaline rush hits. The next sign is: Fragile Alpine Area. We leash our 13lb. dog who continues to have plenty of hiking energy as usual and – woohoo – summit bound baby!

Bad weather bypass.
Stubby trees and rugged alpine tundra vegetation poke out amongst the giant grey slabs. There are sounds of giggling girls peeing in the trees nearby – who we, embarrassingly for them and my teen, bump into as they scamper ahead and flip their hair – and then. Boom. Summit.

Summit of Camel's Hump. Annie, Aspen the Dog & Hayden. 4,083 feet.
A college student from Vermont sits against the summit-of-the-hump-rock. She’s ranger for the summer, clicking-off on her counter the numbers of us making our way up. I saw #120 when we arrived @ 1:30pm. Today she’s walking around in her socks and dispensing valuable advice, including a re-confirmation of the loop home for us. Sitting near her is a dude from San Diego, on day 6 of a Long Trail hike, all beard and scruffily. "Hey, you’re from California!" he exclaims like long lost family members. He’s excited to connect and we chat about the West Coast/East Coast lifestyle differences for a while.
Summit. Camel's Hump, Vermont, USA

After hours of No-Service, I’m able to text all our loved ones “Can you see us Waving at you???” in a cheeky hello from almost 4,100 feet high.

Heading back, we take the Burrows Trail down, a dense, virtual staircase of rocks and roots with no views. It’s the “quick” way home and still slick and treacherous for wobbly ankles. It also has a LOT of people on it. At the end of this trail, we have one last mile to our car at the Forest City parking area, and my son jumps in front of me and starts power hiking on the easy, flat trail. Our feet tired, and we have a sweet moment of bonding over lovingly cursing Grandpa during this last mile. We are kicking-butt.

I will always be Hayden’s embarrassing mom. Always.

But I also want to be kicking-butt with him on the trails and other outdoor and life adventures and work together to make those summits, overcome and be flexible about shifting the plans, and have a blast doing it.
Well deserved creemie celebration for the team.

And, to celebrate, a ceremonial stop at the creemie stand for some Maple Creemies with sprinkles on the way home. Always.  -Outdoorsy Mama


Taking a Plunge in Otter Creek After a Long Hike in Vermont's Green Mountains

Kayaks, stand up paddleboard, a veteran Old Town Canoe & a white pine green-fly swatter ready for the perfect plunge


Congratulations to our LifeStraw Personal Water Filter Giveaway Winner from Mill Valley, California!

One of my thirsty kids getting some cold, fresh H2O from a Vermont stream yesterday.

Congratulations, Marlis Jansen! 

You did it! You're the lucky winner of the totally fun, cool, practical and light-weight LifeStraw personal water filter. That's also making a difference in providing clean water for school-kids in 3rd world countries. 

Good luck wrestling it out of the hands of your kiddos…. ;)

Enjoy your hikes and your clean water!

-Outdoorsy Mama
"Look deep into nature and then you will understand everything better." -Albert Einstein


Gear Review: LifeStraw Water Filter Giveaway & Review - Belly Up to that Mountain Stream and Take a Sip Worry Free. AND For Every LifeStraw We Buy, A Third World Child Gets Clean Water for A YEAR.

Test run of the LifeStraw in a California high mountain stream.

Let me take you to a breathtaking place called The Middle of Nowhere, California, northwest of Tahoe in the California Sierras… The perfect spot to take my cool, flute-like, light-blue LifeStraw for a test-run. - ps. Giveaway at the end of this blog, but stay for the read first!

An award-winning personal water filter. It's been used for humanitarian efforts in third world countries to help alleviate water borne disease issues AND stop the burning of precious trees for fuel to boil water -- this product is a feel good purchase with a very practical use. Fresh, clean water. AND for every LifeStraw we buy, LifeStraw provides a child in Africa clean water for an entire year. Yes. 

Weighing just 2oz, I sling it around my neck feeling like a pied-piper with his magical flute, and tromp to find a rare, lush, green oasis in the midst of the dry, California stream beds. A eureka moment finds me at a literally babbling-brook that reminds me of the streams I used to drink directly out of in Vermont as a kid.

Using It: Popping open the top and bottom caps where you suck from and draw the water in from is a snap & easy for little fingers, too. It's the laying down at the edge of the stream bed that's definitely awkward, especially if the ground was wet or snowy. 

An arm bent this way, wiggling forward, pushing grass and baby trees out of my face, I'm able to find a little pool at the edge of the stream. Insert LifeStraw. 

Sucking in, I get air only for 3-5 seconds, which is normal. And then comes the rush of crisp, seriously delicious, ice-cold mountain water. Without the worry of stomach bugs or a thousand future trips to the bathroom in serious agony. And honestly, it was much, much tastier than the water that's been sitting around in my water-bottle for a few hours. And I was surprised at the flow of water I got with each draw.

My dude using LifeStraw from a camping pot. Easy.

The Reality: The reality is I don't likely see me wanting to lay down at the edge of streams to drink all the time. Which is why we also scooped some water into a camping pot, my son's idea, and tried it out that way. That made a little more sense.

I can see the function of this particular straw in a few different ways. I see this making an excellent addition to the emergency preparedness backpacks we have for earthquakes or floods - California living. And I also see it as a lightweight option to always throw in my backpack while hiking anywhere to "always be prepared".

For Our Outdoor Family: Two other products that make more sense for my family for camping, hiking and outdoor activity on a practical level are:  The LifeStraw Family 1.0 which has a literal "water bucket", hose, and filtration cartridge. And, The LifeStraw Go which has the LifeStraw technology inside a water bottle.

LifeStraw Spec Hightlights:
- Filters 264 gallons of water per straw
- 2oz
- Removes up to 99.9% of waterborne bacteria & protozoan cysts (yuk)
- No chemicals

Retailing @ a reasonable $20-22, it's an interesting and practical addition to our outdoor gear AND a contribution to solving vital health and water issues on our planet. Check it out!

-Outdoorsy Mama
"Look deep into nature, and then you will understand everything better." -A. Einstein

LIFESTRAW GIVEAWAY - FREE GEAR for one lucky person! Easy to enter in Rafflecopter form below!

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LifeStraw by Vestergaard provided this product for review and the giveaway. Opinions are my own always. 

Giveaway is open to US Residents only and sorry can't ship to PO Boxes. Contest starts on July 6th, 2014 5am EST & ends July 15th, 2014 3am EST. The lucky, hydrated winner will be announced a few days later. Good luck everyone - love sharing the cool stuff!