LAZAROW WORLD HIKE-ABOUT
New Zealand: Along the Ben Lomond Trail.
'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 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. 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
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Saturday, December 30, 2017
Mount Woodson beginning from Big Sky, an extra 2 miles and an additional 500 feet more than usual. Linking Poway and Ramona Lakes, another new trail.
We finally tried a new approach to reach Mount Woodson's summit, on Christmas day. We left after sunrise, for a change, a pity, and dealt with the additional 2 miles distance and extra 500 feet elevation gain in a reasonable manner. Obviously, the importance of the day to many reduced the traffic on the trails but there were still a number of people who were probably creating space in their stomachs for the festivities by undertaking the hike or getting closer to nature at this auspicious time. Poway Lake is closed for the occasion but certain hikers have discovered other routes, albeit longer, to reach Woodson.
The path winds through the wilderness of Poway between two bodies of water, Poway Lake and Ramona Lake. The first mile-and-half is below the dam surfaces and probably, 'bottoms', so should the dam/s burst, we would get seriously wet or would be swimming upstream rather than hiking. On another day, we also hiked to-and-from the lakes, another maiden hike.
Mount Woodson's pal and neighbor, Iron Mountain, juts out while the haze provides the beauty.
A couple of weeks ago we were treated to a pelican bonanza (see earlier blog). On this occasion we witnessed some precision flying which occurred suddenly, causing us to miss some photographic shots. The squadron rises...Up, up and away.
The haze creates some wonderful scenes...something I find most attractive.
The commander and his deputy come swooping down. At this stage, the editor, standing under the squadron, exclaims, "I hope they've not had breakfast yet!"
Facing west, we notice the cloud on the horizon above the ocean, making for an attractive background.
Unfortunately, they re-group while we are fiddling with lenses and make off for bluer pastures in the Pacific, always maintaining disciplined formations.
...leaving us to gaze at the autumn colors in winter. We began in temperatures below 40 degrees and finished in the high 60's...another brutal San Diego winter.
Always something interesting from the sun.
'Don't you just hate it when they make us sit and salute the 'big cheese' showing off.'
In the middle of the lake, a happy scene.
Please don't jump...on second thoughts, it's tempting.
They often look like they're grinning when in flight...I suppose if I could fly I'd be very excited, too.
Later that day, a walk on the beach at sunset.
Jenni and Jeffrey