The first thing that went wrong was my pack being flung to the floor of the backseat as we bumped our way down the lumpy dirt road to the trail head. When we stopped, I discovered that the screw-in cap to the Camelbak had been a hair short of closed, and every icy cold drop had drained out. This would not have been a problem if my husband had packed the water filter–but he hadn’t. Thankfully, I had put a jar of home-brewed ice tea in the cooler for an after-hike treat. I loaded all 28 oz of it into my Camelbak, and my husband had 32 oz of water of his own. Somehow, over the course of the close to 8 mile hike, I managed to sustain myself with small sips of the raspberry ice tea. The abundance of wildflowers distracted me: monkshood, elephant head, chiming bells, paintbrush, columbines–just a few of the blooms we saw filling the meadows. We set a goal of doing 1,000 hikes together when we got married. Yesterday’s was 1,156.
Arriving at the familiar trail head, we noticed a sign that said the upper bridge on the trail we planned to hike was closed. We knew this could be a problem, so we opted for the adventurous route: veer off the main trail at the bottom and go straight up on the side of the creek that would ultimately intersect with the upper trail, without needing the bridge. This may sound simple in words. In reality, though, we were on a steep route that took us straight up 800′ and ran close to the forceful creek which tumbled vehemently down. At the same time, we navigated fallen dead trees, limbs and overgrowth which made it trickier than a well-worn trail. My husband and I have been hiking together since 1978. Approaching our destination this way got us both stoked and when we did reach the main trail (and could see the broken bridge over the wide, raging river), for a few moments, we felt young again! We went to the lake as planned, hiking a total of 8 miles, with a 2,300′ elevation gain.
An icy wind tugged at our hats. On occasion, it sounded like an engine starting. The first mile of the trail was set and hard packed. After that, we veered uphill, cutting our own track. Periodically, we would sink into a hole masked by the snow. It was like a march, lifting our legs up higher than normal walking. At one point, John lifted his hand for me to stop and pointed below a bush. There were white mounds that looked like puffs of snow. Then I saw the black beaks and eyes. They were the most beautiful snow ptarmigans I’ve ever seen. As we gradually pressed on, they lifted off in flight. Finally, we got to the place where we could see around the bend. The rocky walls and peaks had that laced effect that early snowfall brings.
The Book Haven
Salida’s Independent Bookstore
Dies Librorum – Tuesday, May 3, 2016; 6:00
Linda Keller, Mother: Poems from Motherhood. A great gift not only for moms, but anyone who has marveled at the fleeting phases of childhood.
First Rehearsal for LTYM Boulder 2016!
by stephaniesprenger on March 29, 2016
To say our production team had been looking forward to last night is an understatement. Earlier this month we put together our cast after a powerful audition process, and ever since then we’ve been eagerly anticipating that magic moment (and believe me, it is magic) when the cast meets for the first time and hears one another’s stories. There’s just nothing like it.
There’s laughter (a lot of laughter), tears, and the waves of “me, too!” head-nodding around the table, just like there will be at the show, but it’s different during this first read-through. The synergy and connection that happens when a Listen To Your Mother cast gathers for the first time and witnesses the powerful words of their cast mates is something special, and we as a production team were so honored to be part of it.
We had the pleasure of watching our talented, unique cast share their stories with each other for the first time, and now we absolutely can’t wait for them to share them with YOU for the first time! You’ll hear unforgettable stories ranging from pregnancy to an empty nest, from postpartum challenges to special needs parenting, and from WWII travel adventures to the complexity of the mother-daughter relationship. We aren’t exaggerating when we say: you don’t want to miss this show. So don’t wait any longer and get your tickets now— our April 30th show is right around the corner and will be here before you know it!
See you at Unity of Boulder on Saturday, April 30th at 7:00 pm!
I am thrilled to announce that I have auditioned and been cast in the 2016 “Listen to Your Mother” production in Boulder.
The live show will take place on Saturday, April 30 at 7:00 p.m. at Unity of Boulder.
LTYM productions take place in 41 cities throughout the country! Each show features live readings by local writers.
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Hope to see you there!
My reading at the Book Haven has been changed to May 3, 2016!
I will be giving a poetry reading from Mother on December 8 at the Book Haven in Salida.
The evening begins at 6:00 p.m. with food, music and wine. Readings start at 6:30 p.m.