SA Guide: Little Harbor to Two Harbors
"Best thing about camping," I said.
Laura agreed, "Yay, Pop Tarts."
Okay, it would be pretty sad if Pop Tarts (actually, "Nature's Path" toaster pastries) truly were the best thing about camping, but for some reason we both really enjoy them when we've got a good excuse - like a backpacking trip. Sure there's the hint of childhood - and it's accompanying overly sweet breakfasts that we've outgrown as adults - that amplifies the experience, but when a large part of your day is going to be dominated by hours of hiking with a good-sized pack on your back, that shot of sugar is also welcome.
Especially when you've got the ones with the frosting (mmmm, Cherry Pomegranate).
free on your birthday" deal - but unfortunately she had a group hike to lead just two days later back in Orange County. Still, Little Harbor beckoned, and although it seemed likely that one night wasn't really going to be enough I figured there was no way to be sure we'd be back again. So off we went...might as well be left wanting more rather than wait and possibly never go at all.
It had been too long since we'd gotten away.
yourself up the slightest hill - not because you're out of shape but…just because. Sometimes it's work. Granted, it's a nice working environment, but on the hard days it often seems like I barely notice my surroundings. Fortunately for me these experiences are few, and as one would expect from any activity that lends itself to a normal, Gaussian distribution (yeah, that's a little statistics smack there), the bulk of my time spent padding the trails is routinely enjoyable.