Bulgaria: Rila Lakes, six of seven.


Hike-about is an adventure that commenced June 2010. After storing our household movables, ridding ourselves of a house but retaining our 'home' together, we set off with the purpose of hiking in different parts of the world, not forgetting the home country, the USA.

Our primary focus is hiking to mountain peaks but any challenging hike will do just fine. Extended stays enable us to enjoy and experience living in various places amongst differing cultures. Hike-about has evolved into a way of life. It's also a process of discovery, both the world and ourselves.

We work and live 'on the road' but return to the city in which our grandchildren reside, every couple of months. This provides us the wonderful opportunity to be with them as well as a child or two, even three and of course, friends.

By December 2019, the blog contained over 1,100 hikes, each a set of pictures with stories and anecdotes from the trails. An index to the right allows the viewer to identify earlier experiences.

Finally, we are often asked about the journey's end.
ur reply, as accurate as we can state, is: "When we are either forced to cease through health issues or the enjoyment level no longer reaches our aspirations, we will hang up the boots."

"A Life Experience As No Other: Dare to Seize the Day Together", published by Fulton Books, depicts our life on the road and mountains.

Jenni and Jeffrey Lazarow

Whereas we continue to update the blog regularly, we no longer circulate email notifications each time, VIP's excepted and special occasions.

Monday, September 21, 2020

47.04 San Luis Obispo: Rock Garden Peak Party on Madonna and Coastal Beauty of Montana de Oro.

I wonder whether it makes a difference injuring oneself in a careless or stupid accident compared with a careful/intelligent accident. The result is usually the same—a person gets hurt. I think I have a preference, but the conclusion is similar which seems unfair. Why is the punishment for the latter behavior similar or could even be worse than for the former? Sounds silly from someone who has lived a fair amount of years, not the accident, but that life should be fair. Well, that’s another topic so I’ll put it aside. When we have the answers, we’ll get back to you...continues at end.

                                                     "Hey Jen, isn't that an incredible position to perch?"

We received a note from Gail Edelstein suggesting: As you are aging (straight-shooter she is) perhaps you should begin 'photo-shopping instead of risky climbs." Well, good advice should not go unheeded. Our first experience with trick photography below, although the legs still felt wobbly. 😕

I can't remember whether this is a genuine photograph or...

Our new attitude is 'not to sweat it'.

We're still trying to separate the trees from the forest or the wood from the trees or something like that.

From one peak to another: Bishop Peak across from where we stood, on a clear day for a change.

Our current peak position on Madonna as seen from Bishop Peak, last week. The low clouds provided incredible scenes.

'Okay, now what?' Apparently, awaiting the bird's return.

We were walking down a mountain path shared with cyclists the other day. After being on trail for 4 hours and with a few minutes to go, we saw three youngsters approaching. By the way, the trail was narrow. We thus moved to the right showing them they should take the opposite side. These days, it’s more critical than previously, because of course, it’s possible for a virus to spring from somebody and attach itself to another. That’s why some tend to wear masks especially when you notice virus carriers approaching. (We attach masks when we close in on someone and remove them soon after passing.)

Anyway, I moved to the side and because the shape of the path was concave, apparently misjudged my footing. This happens from time-to-time but invariably I recover. The trick, I think, is to go with the momentum rather than halt the movement. This time the stupid accident did not work out well. I fell into a bush to the side which happened to be of the thorn kind. When I fall, it usually occurs from slipping where my feet slide out from under causing me to land on my rear-end. This time it was a full frontal, in a manner of speaking, into a thorn bush. My right-hand came out to cushion the fall and unfortunately, I got ripped by numerous thorns in a few places. (This is not an appeal for sympathy, just to be clear.)

I felt like a complete idiot lying on the ground while these youngsters passed. Surprisingly, only the third guy offered to help me up. I refused help but wishing to have a retort after my foolish fall, apologized for not greeting them formally by getting up. What an unnecessary accident. Now would a necessary accident be better?
To conclude, I would offer that all hurt is terrible. However, I submit it’s a better 'suffering' after doing something positive or heroic than undergoing the pain and suffering for an idiotic deed.


Jenni and Jeffrey

The coastal beauty of the region. 


Thursday, September 17, 2020

47.02 California: San Luis Obispo: Bishop Peak under cloud. What a sight, what a feeling.

We enjoyed another treat when clouds came in low again and provided views that were incredible. It's quite a feeling beginning at a trailhead and only being able to see few hundred feet ahead. The clouds from below are invariably grey and dull whereas from above, are virgin white. However, once a person walks through and above the clouds, it's as if one has arrived in a new world. The dynamics are so powerful that one should not wait to take a photograph because in minutes, sometimes seconds, the scene will be lost. Nature, if nothing else, is not lazy. Nevertheless, the succeeding view may even be more interesting. The lesson to learn is don't hike with a photographer, he'll slow you down.

'We've looked at clouds from both sides now...'

Leaving the bench: Jenni steeling herself for some boulder climbing.

Looking across to Madonna Mountain on the way up to Bishop Peak, a religious route.

Bishop Peak: A tricky climb to reach the he says.

Cloud cover thick.

Clouds begin to dissipate.

'She'll be coming (going) round the bend when...'

The sun still continues to shine in Morro Bay, perhaps a little erratically, particularly when supporting it.


Jenni and Jeffrey

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

47.03 Montana de Oro: Coon Creek trail to Oats Peak. A Biblical Revelation.

One of the billions of miracles filling our world.

We completed a 9 mile hike today, Coon Creek, which was stunning in a few ways. The first 2.5 miles was through a riparian area which differs from the rest of the park, Montana de Oro. The foliage was most attractive including moss hanging over branches of trees which added to the flavor. Within the park and also on this route, the trees were prominent, many creating a spooky effect. After a relatively flat initial walk, we began to climb reaching the 1,881 feet Oats Peak. We completed the Oats Peak trail five days earlier which is a different hike. Another aspect that made it unique was that the two hikes to the same peak may as well be in different countries. The only common thread is that a person arrives at the same place. Obviously, the commencement and trails are in different places, they never overlap—thought we should mention that.

Last week as the blog attests, the pictures illustrated the effect of low clouds which we thought magnificent. Today, we had better visibility but insufficient to provide open views. Instead, we had what one might call a biblical experience, with much sweat.

We have used the photographs which depict our experience but may be Heaven sent as they tell a story. By the way, for those that are less inclined to follow the bible and prefer the theory of natural selection, that’s fine with us, too. Truth be told, all that we wish for is that people show each other respect.

The pictures provide an interpretation of revelation:

God created animals to support man.

And birds.

And Eve's friend. (This photo taken from last week's hike to Oats Peak. All others from today).

He created all types of plants for the Garden.

And then God created a monkey.

And the monkey chased its tail and God wondered and returned to the drawing board.

Then God got smart. He created Woman who could show Man the way to the top. (Signboard protruding).

Woman tried hard but to no avail. Man became tired and lazy when reaching the top. (Benches supplied...what luxury.)

Woman walked back to another peak to contemplate.

Woman saw such beauty and absorbed it while Man still slept.

And beauty abounded, so Woman made a path amongst it to improve her journey.

And Woman realized finally: 'If you can't change him, join him...but sensibly'.


Jenni and Jeffrey

A flavor of Morro Bay:

Friday, September 11, 2020

47.01 Montana de Oro: Oats Peak, a long and winding road through 'smoke and mirrors'.

We pass Valencia on the way to an oats breakfast on Oats Peak.

Where there's fire, there's smoke, a different way of expressing the types of clouds covering the sky recently. Last Sunday, we hiked in San Diego County, the local favorite being Mount Woodson. When we commenced, the temperature was in the nineties, the time was a little past 6:30am. On our return, the gauge read 106 degrees. I doubt whether it was cooler at the peak—it sure didn't feel it. We arrived on Tuesday in Morro Bay, California to commence Hike-About 47, en route to see our grandson, further north. It's not surprising we find the town special—temperature in the afternoon, 65 degrees.

When we awoke, light was missing. Strange. Low clouds from natural causes and fire issues. We headed for Montana de Oro and realized we'd have a strenuous hike of close to 11 miles but would see very little beauty from the trails as the thick clouds and mist blocked visibility. It felt eerie which was brought about by the darkness encompassing the region. However, we have a principle or belief that each day presents opportunities to experience unique sights and activities. We have mentioned this before, probably ad nauseum: Each day we know we'll see something different, interesting, educating or just plain fun. When you put aside the nonsense filling the world, it does not take much imagination to realize it's a helluva place. Today was no exception as we feasted on the sights with one of us running around like an excited little boy. We won't mention who of the two it was...keep you guessing.

Extremely fortunate to have the clouds low and filling most crevices between the mountains.

From Oats Peak, we see Morro Bay's morro through the haze.

And for Maude, we think of her as clouds cover the ocean with only slight protrusions.

Jenni being friendly in the distance on the right.

Wherever we stood, the sights were overwhelming.

When we saw this from higher up on the mountain, the shadow area looked like a pond. We had no doubt. Closer to the scene and in different light, our certainty proved unreliable

Hard to choose. I don't think we've 'thrown away' so many good scenes (photographs) before.

We've encountered many snakes this year. This fella refused to move so I had to force Jenni to get him out the way. I think I had the more difficult task but I don't complain...take it in my stride.

Long way down to the parking lot.

The return journey begins.

Delightful scenes including a morro in the distance.

Between the strange air, dust, clouds and cool weather, the occasional penetrating sunrays provided unusual coloring.

Part of the Pacific Ocean resides under those clouds.

A tempting short-cut across the 'white-stuff'.


Jenni and Jeffrey