New Zealand: Along the Ben Lomond Trail.


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 the end of 2022, the blog contained over 1,470 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 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.

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

14.19 Scott Mountain Peak via Benson and Tenas Lakes

Tenas Lake, Sisters Wilderness, an emerald beauty.

Mount Washington in the desolated wilderness. "I cannot tell a lie, we cut down the last remaining tree."

Doing the obvious on a hot day in the wilderness; Tenas's colors heavenly.

Oregon is neither short of trees nor lakes. For that matter, one can add volcanoes to make it a trio.
The water colors are a mixture of greens and blues with a palette of shades between. Should we feel the
need to whine, which we don't but will because we are running out of words, we would complain about
mosquitos on a few of the hikes, not all. The hike up Scott is one place in which the buggers took a
fancy to us as we passed the two big lakes and many ponds. Our gripe is not with Oregon though. We would
ask the Master of the Universe why He created such a pest. He might answer that He created humans, too.
We love many people, we like even more and are in awe of some. However, we would understand the point
should He make it.

'Charity' or South Sister from Mount Scott with very much younger sister, less explosive, too.

Flower power, a girl from the 60's through no fault of her own.

Jefferson with what looks like a matching profile at fore. Mount Hood a hundred miles back.

Alternatively, He might say the mosquito is part of the food chain. Frogs, for example feed on them.
We might also point out we detest the damage they do to our bodies and in addition, are irritated by
their unique buzz. We suppose when we are presented with an opportunity to meet our Maker, we might
have discussions of a different nature. Well, back to the food chain. We would never wish to be rude
or talk out of turn, but if there were no mosquitos for frogs to feed off, let them eat cake, Marie.

Jenni only thinks of swimming. Matching swimsuit left in car.

Lake Benson with a happy fellow who has quite a jump to the next rock. 'A leap of faith?'

Inspired to climb Sisters after viewing the trio, Broken Top Mountain on left, hardly looks shattered.
Viewed from summit of Scott.

Our journey south has been exceptional. Even the accommodation has worked out well after ironing out
some of the bugs, not mosquitos. One learns to adapt when the internet is sporadic, occasional rooms
with two-pin sockets for three-pin chords, the dryer runs for forty minutes leaving one with damp
clothes and the need to hang them somewhere in the car as we move on. At the same time, it's fascinating
to observe, as they call us, the guests around the breakfast rooms and courtyards. People are interesting
and our editor often mentions, we are not without our quirks. We are always pleased to hear this as we
would hate to be totally boring. We also wonder why we are guests when they charge us a fee to use the premises.

'I know you don't have a swimsuit, nor do I...but I'm drowning.'

The pool service companies do a 'helluva' job in Oregon.

From the Dalles, we traveled to Rhododendron (we inserted that to keep practising our spelling), then off to Bend,
Chemult, a town of maybe twenty permanent residents, stopping in Klamath Falls, the city with a massive lake.
We are about to enter the long state of California and travel its full extent, stopping in Shasta City. Oh Shasta!
Hopefully, we have one or two more challenges before reaching our grandchildren and a vacation.


Jenni and Jeffrey

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