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

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Sunday, December 19, 2021

51.03 KwaZulu-Natal: The Drakensberg Mountain Retreat's Horse Tales/Tails: "We've been through the bush on a horse with no felt good..."

For the record, all horses in the region are wild. On occasion, so is Jenni, fortunately. 

Jen handles a tricky climb below Razor Edge.

We returned from a hike which provided some interesting challenges as we climbed the rocks on some mountain faces, more particularly, Razor Edge. As we approached the large patio, I could see trouble brewing. Waiting for us was an attractive mare which had given me the eye the day before. Jenni was not happy at all. Clearly, the females were about to experience a face-off. I tried to calm Jenni but after her cliff experiences in which she portrayed real courage, there was no slowing her. 

She headed directly for this ‘horse of a different color’. I decided to step aside and allow the females to sort out their differences. After all, it appeared I was the prize. They say there's a first for everything. Why not enjoy this once in a lifetime spoiling. 

The girls 'eye' each other and begin their approach.
The size-up. "You obviously don't know what you're facing, you old nag."
Jen shouts out: "Take one step forward and I'll grab your tail and swing you around, Hoss."
I'm shocked, amazed. I took my eye off the scene and the next thing I see the horse tumbling. Jen must have cracked it with her left fist followed by a vicious double-tap with the right. Believe me when I say it's a formidable combination. Meantime, the horse is in trouble. I'm hoping nobody witnessed this rather cruel act. We could be imprisoned for the night. What was she thinking?
I then heard
a lot of neighing and what seemed like laughing, almost giggling. The only crack was the horse cracking up. Apparently, when she heard Jen's threat, she collapsed to the ground because she was horsing about. She was hysterical with laughter in a horsey sort of context. 'Jenni crack her?' What a joke.

Even the spectators cracked up. Man, it was a riot. (At this point, we lost use of Jen's camera and never had mine with us. 'Brownie' (camera) anyone?)
Jen becomes nervous after the horse resurfaces. She offers a snack. The atmosphere becomes tense.
Tough woman makes a classical retreat. I think I know where I'll be sleeping tonight...hay. At least it could be a stable rest for a change.
It's rude to point but Jenni encourages the victor to eat the dropped snack rather than take a bite out of her.
Never bite the hand that feeds you, says the horse whisperer, and especially not mine. This is one smart lady.
The next day, she returns for nectarines. I told you she's smart. (Poor quality photo omitted). I have one beautiful person as a wife and now a smart girlfriend. I feel I'm back in Utah.

Jen negotiates another tricky section—my heroine, while Jeffrey rides by on a horse date.

Jenni and Jeffrey

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