Hiking never gets old. There's so many variables (weather, other hikers, dog/no dog, season, etc.) that no hike, despite walking the same trail, is ever the same. Each time I trekked to the top of Hawksbill, the highest summit in the Shenandoah National Park, it felt fresh including today...time #4. Between the peregrine falcons, my adventurous four-legged friend, or Tebowing, yes I said Tebowing, I am forever in awe of how new the same hike can be.
"The world is a book, and those who don't travel read only one page." -St. Augustine
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Hawksbill Summit
Hiking never gets old. There's so many variables (weather, other hikers, dog/no dog, season, etc.) that no hike, despite walking the same trail, is ever the same. Each time I trekked to the top of Hawksbill, the highest summit in the Shenandoah National Park, it felt fresh including today...time #4. Between the peregrine falcons, my adventurous four-legged friend, or Tebowing, yes I said Tebowing, I am forever in awe of how new the same hike can be.
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