Canisters are the rock stars of my world

I never met a canister I didn’t like.  They are the gold at the end of my rainbow.  The apple of my eye.   The dark chocolate to my raisonettes.  The hot sauce to my burrito.    Yup, I like ’em lots!

What a bittersweet moment for me last month.  After ten years of climbing High Peaks, I finished my last on December 28.  The victory lap culminated on Fir Mountain in a raging blizzard with cold hands and tired legs.  My friend Rick Shortt lead the hike, post-holing the whole way.

If you’d like to know what post-holing is, here now is my summary of the good, bad and uglier moments it took to achieve my 3500 goal:  Peak-bagging inside the Blue Line.

A plug for the Catskill 3500 Club, an organization with the world’s best stewards of preservation, conservation, leadership and resources. Their hikes are pretty amazing too.

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Sonja Stark

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The only thing domestic about me is that I was born in this country. Now, lets TRAVEL!
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