Mountains of Memories

 

Shoes to WhitneyThere’s Mt. Whitney dirt buried beneath the layer of dust on these boots. Nearly twenty years after the journey they remain under the nightstand, waiting for the next trek. I had planned to hike the trail again but the reality of that is improbable. Now I see the boots and bandana as trophies of past adventures – checks Mt Whitney ledgeoff the bucket list of goals.

I reflect on that elation I once felt at the top of this world. The photo proof of accomplishment feeds my mind with encouragement, staving off the inner critic as I work on my current goal to finish the memoir, one switchback at a time.

The process of writing the memoir is like climbing that mountain. We begin at the bottom, working on the arc of the story – the path to the top and then down again. I set the milestones.

  • Permits – getting permission
  • Training – learning the best way
  • Advice – finding a coach who has been there
  • Mirror Lake – reflecting on the memories
  • Trailside Meadows – feeling the effects but pushing on
  • Trail Camp – regenerating
  • 97 Switchbacks – penning the points in the arc
  • Trail Crest – seeing the other side
  • Summit – the first draft
  • 97 Switchbacks – editing, cutting back
  • Return to the Portal – exhausted but exhilarated
  • Buying the “I Climbed Mt Whitney T-Shirt” – the reward

I am at Trailside Meadows. Where are you in your journey?

 

 

Down and Out

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Down and Out

I left church feeling renewed, hopeful, and energized to enjoy a sunny walk through Jack London Square. The Farmer’s Market was abuzz with activity this Easter Day. Little girls in bonnets and bunny ears hopped through the marketplace sampling fresh sweet strawberries. Little boys a bit less inspired, especially this one. It’s sad to see such unhappiness on such a beautiful bright day.

Tyme for Tea

Time for Tea
Time for Tea

Indulgence would be my word of choice for this day of celebration for the RHS Molls. What better way to honor a 15th anniversary of our Red Hat Society chapter than tea at the best tea parlor in the town of Niles (actually a district within the city of Fremont)?  Tyme for Tea  tops our list of favorite places in the east bay to experience a genuine three course Victorian tea service. Note if you plan to go there, reservations are required.

But food is not the only indulgence for this lively group of magical women. We must next pay the consequences of ingesting all that delicious food;  we burned off the condiments of our scones as we browsed the the antique shops along Niles Boulevard. Let’s just say some of us were more enticed than others to drop a few bucks off in exchange for valuable items of a vintage era.

Hospitality is another plus for this small town. Throngs of people begged to take our photos. Well, maybe only half a dozen people asked. But that was expected being this is Friday. I’m quite sure we’d have a bigger audience on the weekend. Craig from Iron Dog Antiques was kind enough to take a photo of a few of us with his car when we promised we would shop in his store. Lots of interesting stuff in there.

Red Hot Car
Red Hot Car

We part with hugs and well wishes knowing we have plenty of reasons to revisit this area soon.There may be a train ride on the Niles Canyon Railway in the future. Or maybe one of these adventures recommended by Hidden SF.

Indulge yourself. You deserve it!

Take Off

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Take Off

 

Ready. Set. Go. I’ve decided to start a fresh new blog. This one is for a moment of each day captured in words and photos. Well, perhaps not each day. As an undiscovered writer and an amateur photographer there is plenty of room for improvement. Feel free to follow me while I figure it all out.

My old blog will remain for historical hysterical purposes at my original blog.