A Writer's 21st Century Memoir.

Nature And The Outdoors

Me at the Grand Canyon

Making my parents nervous since 1990.

  • If you asked me a year ago if I would be the ambassador for the Los Angeles chapter of the international hiking group, Hiker Babes, whose mission is to unite women who share a passion for the outdoors into a community, I would have laughed.
  • We ended up taking the Ice House trail to the 8,859-foot summit and hiked nearly 12 miles there and back.
  • I was able to understand the bride better as I got to know the other incredibly smart and caring young women.
  • We’re clearly out there. The mountains are also a melting pot of a variety of different people hiking native lands, and yet we are only now barely seeing these faces in popular media.
  • I wrote a poem with the LA River in mind, but I also drew parallels between the river and the highways that weave in and around Los Angeles.
  • I still had my eyes on other peaks but being able to freely trek to the top of Baden-Powell with friends that day was satisfying.
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