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George Steffanos

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Pictured: northern Roanoke suburbs from Hay Rock.

June 25, 1983, 42 years ago today: First thing in the morning I was up and on my way to the Post Office. The walk was a fascinating journey through a microcosm of America in the late twentieth century. Cloverdale was a community in transition, slowly and awkwardly transforming from a rural backwater to a chunk of not-so-small-town suburbia.

We are high atop a ridge crest, looking down over the treetops down into a valley hundreds of feet below with a large lake surrounded by forest. Above a pair of low wooded ridges rising above the far end of the lake we can dimly see the northern suburbs of Roanoke, Virginia through a thick summer haze: a mix of farms and villages with a few built-up areas.
#backpacking#hiking#outdoors
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George Steffanos

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June 24, 1983, 42 years ago today: Alan and I hiked into town today, following the crest of Catawba and Big Tinker Mountains most of the way. There were many long, steep ascents and descents, and the trail was a rock pile. I held my breath the whole distance, hoping that my left shoe would hold up. Before we left the shelter,

We are high atop a ridge crest, looking down over the treetops down into a valley hundreds of feet below with a long narrow lake wrapping around a small wooded mountain on its far shore. The entire view is densely forested except for a single power transmission line. Barely visible through the haze beyond is another wooded mountain. The hazy sky is a very soft, washed-out light blue.
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George Steffanos

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June 23, 1983, 42 years ago today: I could not believe how much better my mental attitude was today after that single short day yesterday. Psychologically, The Wall was starting to feel a bit flimsy. I even felt decent physically. That run-down feeling was gone, and the pain in my shins was almost bearable.

We are standing on a slab of very light gray rock atop a mountain looking between and above trees down to a wide agricultural valley hundreds of feet below (several hundred meters). Beneath a hazy, whitish summertime sky, the valley below looks slightly indistinct. The valley is relatively flat. Most of it is green pastures and farm fields, with also large swaths of forest. A few narrow country roads, farm buildings and tiny villages are also visible. Misty in the distance, there is a long, low mountain running along the far side of the valley. Its base is hidden by a layer of fog.
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George Steffanos

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June 22, 1983, 42 years ago today: I awoke at 7:30 feeling so run-down, depressed, and physically destroyed that I decided to chuck the whole adventure. My two shelter companions were hiking a side trail off the AT down to their car. I asked them for a ride to the nearest town. They agreed, and my quest was officially over.

Looking out from a rock outcrop high atop a ridge crest down over the treetops to a farming valley hundreds of feet below. Beyond the wooded foothills, there are large green fields broken by strips of forest, rural lanes and farm buildings. There are also larger swaths of forest throughout the valley. In the misty distance another long, relatively flat-topped mountain range rises from the far side of the valley.
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George Steffanos

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June 21, 1983, 42 years ago today: What followed was seven miles of waterless ridge walk for which I had less than a pint of drinking water remaining in my bottle. As the older trail along the crest was somewhat of an improvement over the relocation, I was able to nurse that supply until the next water. The air was a bit cooler, and much less hazy and humid, than recent days.

Looking out from a ridge crest down over the treetops to a fog-shrouded farming valley hundreds of feet below. There are large green fields broken by strips of forest, rural lanes and farm buildings.
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George Steffanos

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June 21, 1983, 42 years ago today: Nursing injuries and faltering in my long mission, I left the shelter at 7:15 on the traditional official first morning of summer, determined to hike the twenty-eight book miles to Niday Shelter or die in the attempt. That was not as deranged as it sounds (except perhaps for that dying part).

Walking a somewhat rocky sidehill path through the forest under an overcast sky. The hillside slopes steeply up to our left and down to our right. A bent but not broken tree makes a graceful arc from our left over the trail and down past a gigantic boulder to our right.
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El Perro Negro

I wrote a blog post about our recent backpacking adventures in the Spanish and French Pyrenees.

Not many english speakers have heard of the 3000 Ibónes. Ibon is the Aragon word for mountain lake. It was this that first attracted me to the area which lies west of the Ordessa/Vignamale range. The idea of camping by lakes and rivers and skipping over the border passes between Spain and France held an appeal.

elperronegro.com/posts/2025-06

El Perro Negro - Adventures of a mountain lover, heart attack survivor & grumpy old man<Backpacking in the PyreneesOur walking and backpacking trip to the Pyrenees to do the "3000 Ibones", including a road trip back home
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El Perro Negro

We had some river crossings to deal with during our recent trip to the Pyrenees mountains. This is where we found another use for our Zpacks Ultralight Camp Shoes.

Yes, apart from being a lightweight camp shoe (only 59g) they are also quite proficient crossing stony river beds with fast flowing water.

A pair of orange Zpacks Ultralightweight Camp Shoes
A person in red crossing a fast flowing river with boots strung around his neck
A person in a turquoise jacket and backpack is crossing a river
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El Perro Negro

Approaching the Spanish/French border at the Puerto de Marcadeau 2541m in the Pyrenees mountain range. No passports needed to be stamped here though. In fact nobody within miles!

There is something that stirs the blood when you cross a mountain range between countries. As we reached the pass, saw the mountains and green valleys of France I spontaneously burst into an extremely bad rendition of "La Marseillaise".

#pyrenees #Hiking #Backpacking #Walking #Mountains #Spain #Landscape#Outdoors

A green and level mountain pass has snow clad mountains rising behind. A small figure with rucksack in lime green can be seen near the pass
A hiker ascends a snow slope leading to a snow free mountain pass
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Wren

Mount Adams south climb. 12 miles, 6,700 ft. Peak at 12,276 ft. Spent a night at Lunch Counter. #PNW #backpacking #mountaineering #backcountry #skiing

Bootpacked up and skied down. Started Friday around 3pm at the south climb trailhead. Made it to Lunch Counter around 8pm and set up camp for the night. Started at 7:30am the next morning. Made it to Pikers Peak around 11:30am. Summited around 1pm. Made it back down to camp to pack up around 4pm and back down to the trailhead around 8pm.

View from the summit looking south. The snow covered terrain drops quickly below to a saddle between the summit and Pikers Peak. The terrain is completely covered in snow except for some rocky ridges that stick up. The sky is clear and light blue. Some clouds can be seen below to the left of frame. The terrain around the mountain is distant and dark.
View from the top of Pikers Peak. A number of people can be seen climbing up the steep snow covered face carrying packs and gear including skis. Lunch Counter is visible below with islands of dark volcanic rock sticking up through the vast snowfield. In the distance, evergreen trees can be seen sticking up from the snow at lower elevation.
View looking up at Pikers Peak from Lunch Counter. A couple of people are visible in the foreground. A large number of people are visible climbing up in the background. The sky is light blue and clear. The terrain is mostly covered with snow except for large patches of volcanic rock.
Camp at Lunch Counter. Three tents are pitched close together in a clearing of a rocky area that extends from left of frame. The tents are orange, green, and white. The terrain drops towards the right of frame with Mount Hood visible far off in the distance. The sky is light blue and clear.
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