LAZAROW WORLD HIKE-ABOUT
Argentina: Bella Vista, San Carlos de Bariloche.
'LAZAROW WORLD HIKE-ABOUT: 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 March 2022, the blog contained over 1,400 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."
"A Life Experience As No Other: Dare to Seize the Day Together", published by Fulton Books, depicts our life on the road and mountains until the beginning of 2017. It has developed 'exponentially' since then.
Jenni and Jeffrey Lazarow
Whereas we continue to update the blog regularly, we no longer circulate email notifications often.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Hike 9: Kapilau Ridge-Editor's Choice
We have said it before. The West Maui Mountain range is beautiful. It may not be the biggest or highest but then size is not the determinant of quality. Between the mountain and the changing cloud formations, we feel mesmerized. Shrubbery covers the mountain completely unless you happen to be examining it from close-up. The views of the city and especially of the ocean and its blue shades are stunning. We’ll miss the mountain and its big sister of the eastern side of the island.
We cannot remember doing a more strenuous hike including some very difficult parts, too. Rope would have been very useful today. We may be a bit more technical about the climb—it was a climb—and you might wonder why we are addressing our diary (especially as we don’t have one). We envision a time that the bodies will no longer cooperate with the minds. It may be nice to look back and see the silly things we did when we were ‘kids’. Isn’t perspective a wonderful concept?
The trail is not maintained so it involves bushwhacking. It felt more like whacking Lazarow to us. When we look at our editor, we get the guilty feeling as the scratches and cuts cover her legs and arms. By the way, this is the trailhead known as telephone pole# five. No wonder we had the trail to ourselves. Nobody wants it. The intelligent person might pose the question: Why did you continue? Good question. Each time we reached a difficult part, we asked: Should we return? In effect, we challenged each other, neither party giving in although trying to convince the other to turn around. We were also naughty. Halfway up is a fence installed unbeknown to the hiking guidebook. We faced another decision. We do try to be honest especially when it’s prudent. Then other times not. If you are able to understand this please let us know—we have no idea what we wrote—it just sounds good. Perhaps we are becoming ‘intellectuals’ after all. ‘Don’t go there,’ is the expression covering our editor’s face, the parts without scratches. We digress. We climbed over the fence and proceeded.
It was tough and a little treacherous, at times. We gained over 2,000 feet in just over two miles without any switchbacks—a straight line towards the sky. Forgive us if we seem to be indulging ourselves but we want to be accurate for the diary.
It was another occasion to be pleased that Dr. Kane put titanium into our body. We think of him as the hip’est doctor west of the Mississippi. We wonder if we should ask him whether he performs surgery of the brain. Anyway, adrenaline was pumping, glands were sweating, muscles were straining, the breath was short but the views were incredible and the feeling was of satisfaction. It was a great experience and nice to know the bodies were functioning. We are now trying to bring the Shabbos in early—we need the additional rest.
'Nutty Editor'and Jeffrey