I don’t know how many days and nights I’ve spent hiking, camping, running, and climbing since moving to Utah, but these public lands have changed me.
We need to break these stereotypes and these barriers, and I think it’s primarily going to happen on a woman to woman basis.
I never considered myself strong or athletic while growing up. I wasn’t even really active until after college, when I started running along Lake Michigan a couple times a week. So if you ask me how that girl turned into the woman finding her way up rock faces with a bunch of carabiners and slings attached to her harness, I’d have to tell you I’m not really sure.
Get outside, use those lungs, let your eyes wander. Be curious. Don't check your phone. I repeat: stay away from your phone. Seriously.
This was seriously scary business, and they let children do it?
While researching my trip to Glacier National Park, I noticed that most guide books also had information on Waterton Lakes National Park. What was this park, and why had I never heard of it?
As I hiked along the snowy trail in Provo Canyon, Utah, I looked up at the wide wall of ice above me and wondered what I'd gotten myself into. Actually, I wasn't so much afraid of climbing up it as I was worried I might freeze to death halfway through the day.