LAZAROW WORLD HIKE-ABOUT
California: Death Valley, hiking along the ridge above Golden Canyon.
'WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HIKE ABOUT?'
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. Our 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."
Whereas we continue to update the blog regularly, we no longer circulate email notifications each time, VIP's excepted and special occasions.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Returning to the city after each adventure, we are more aware of the societal acrimony that exists and seems to be developing strongly. We notice the discourse between people is rather harsh—we put that gently, we think. We are not commentators on the issues of the day; nevertheless, when we read the suggestions that people should begin preparing for revolution, we don't laugh as hard as we once did. We don't even giggle. Instead, we ponder and think.
Last Sunday, while hiking and scaling the marvelous El Capitan Mountain, we found our safety-haven in case the predictions of doom materialise. We have included a picture for reasons that will become obvious. Kindly note that the suite on the left is for Jenni and her spouse while the other two are as yet, unlet. Lately, the real estate recession has not been good for outlying (high-rise) properties. Comes the revolution, we believe people will be 'climbing and scrambling' to reach this cave...umm 'suite of safety'.
Should you have an interest, contact Jenni at your convenience. Serious renters only, please.
And now for the "Sales Pitch"
You're right. It was a slowish day
Sunday, October 23, 2011
We set off from 'home' this morning with the temperature in the sixties and ended up at the peak of El Capitan in the nineties. That's the east county of San Diego for you, often 20 to 30 degrees hotter than at the coast. After being covered in the 'clouds of glory' (Succahs) over the last eight days, the reality of the outside world hit us hot...um... hard.
The hike is a phenomenon in our opinion. It is not too difficult but strenuous with very steep inclines both ways, including slippery sections. Yes. On the way down one walks up very steep paths, too. Perhaps that should be rephrased on the 'return' instead. We hiked more than 10 miles, gaining over 4,000 feet with the ups and downs, lost a couple of pounds each and felt incredible. After the delightful meals enjoyed over the recent festival, we believe this is an ideal way to get back at the body for over-eating. Leave the mind in the car and let the body take the punishment. After all, who in their right mind would do such a hike in this heat at mid-day?
Over the years we have been blessed to be on the receiving end of kindness from friends and strangers. When Jenni suffered a scratched cornea over the closing day of Succoth, Barry Kassar appeared and, offered his expertise and loving kindness. Today, Jenni 'sailed' through this tough hike. Thank you, Barry. B'Hashem.
"When you commence a new and tough hike, it's as if you're being let out of your box," our editor announced. We were not insulted as she makes an interesting and probably correct point. However, at the end of the day, we were not too excited when she wanted to put us back in 'our box'. During the holy days, we did much singing in shul particularly as the tunes were outstanding. We did not know what to make of it all when one of our seating neighbors suggested that we would probably do better if we sang on the mountains rather than in shul.
We read that very few people seem to undertake the hike, considered the finest in the county. It is certainly one of the best we have come across. The views alone are worth taking a few hours from the day to see the beauty that the interior offers those that venture in and up.
This is probably the last big hike we will undertake in San Diego prior to commencing hike-about-7. We hope to see you on the trails during the early part of November.
Jenni and Jeffrey
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Sometimes a person tends to ignore one's own backyard in search of greener pastures elsewhere. Over the last week, we enjoyed three local hikes, particularly up Iron Mountain (see below) and today's at Mount Woodson.
We met two fellows who once again did not realize we are from San Diego. We can excuse people in different parts of the country and world not knowing we're locals. However, it is inexcusable for San Diegans to still get it wrong after 22 years.
Our separate meetings were not without incident. John agreed to take a picture or two of us on the 'surfboard', Jen's maiden 'surf'. We stood on the edge together for a photo. John needs serious help with his technique—we will now have to hike this 8-miler up a tough incline of 2,300 feet again and hope we find someone willing to take a picture of us...and that the person is competent. John 'shot' blanks, a first on that camera.
Then there was Tony. He passed us on the way up and barely returned our greeting. (He was only able to pass us because...we had to tie our bootlaces again—nice try, Jeffrey). There is a lesson to be learned even if a person does not wish to be naturally friendly. When we arrived at the peak, we mentioned to Tony that we thought he looked extremely red in the face. 'I am used to steep climbs,' he answered, 'but not this steep and long. I have 'run out' of water and feel ill.' We gave him most of ours then after he left, we remembered we had grapes with us. They were the sweetest we have eaten.
We have been on the 'surfboard' aka 'potato chip' before as you might have noticed. We wonder if we are a little immature as we approach our sixtieth year—we certainly hope so. As Jen usually says,'If we're having a mid-life crisis, we might as well enjoy it.' Amen!
Chag Sameach and Cheers,
Jenni and Jeffrey