Hunger Game


While the internet is certainly not an authoritative source of information, I recently averaged estimates from multiple sites for what a hiker on an Appalachian Trail thru hike should expect to burn in calories.  This turned out to be about 500 calories per hour of hiking.  Now for the higher math – for my thru hike I figure on being out on the actual trail for 135 days doing about 10 hours per day of hiking.  I will also be burning some calories for the remaining 14 hours in each day (figure another 1150 calories).  That ends up being roughly 830,000 calories to get me from Springer to Katahdin.  I don’t know about you, but to me, that seems like a lot of frickin’ calories to put down your pie hole. Continue reading “Hunger Game”


Fire in the attic

When you’ve been in a relationship with someone for a long enough period of time you get to know the buttons which, if pushed, generate a certain reaction in your partner.  For example, my wife often plans projects to work on around the house while I am gone on hiking trips.  She does this to “surprise” me upon my return.  So, when she asks “Honey, where is the sledge hammer?” as I am getting ready to leave, she knows that this generates a certain level of concern on my part.  But, as in any relationship, this cuts both ways.  Continue reading “Fire in the attic”

Dueling Dehydrators


It is 1 AM and my alarm just went off.  My wife mumbles something in her sleep to the effect of “you’re not going to be an idiot and get up to dehydrate more food at this time of the night?”  I assure her that I am not.  Then, naturally, I get up and go into the kitchen because, well, my dehydrators (yes, two of them) just finished and it is time to vacuum seal the food.  In other words, yes, I am being an idiot.  Not to worry though, she turns over and goes back to sleep.  In the morning, she has completely forgotten, and I will need to remind her that, yes, I was an idiot (or just anal) and got up to work on dehydrating between 1 and 2 AM.

The question of course and the one that has plagued existentialists for eons, is Why?  Why am I doing this?  Continue reading “Dueling Dehydrators”