Author Archives: Daren Worcester

The short, ominous option to the right was the class three Holt Trail, and it was the reason we came. Under the Yosemite Decimal System, class three is characterized by scrambling, necessary handholds, and falls that could “easily be fatal.” Hey, if we were going to drive three hours to a mountain we’ve already hiked once before, we might as well make it worth our while.

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The Appalachian Trail may be all hugs and kisses on the southern end of New Hampshire, but it will kick you in the fanny on its northern exit. This 31-mile section from Shelburne, NH to Grafton Notch, Maine contains 8,000 feet of elevation gain with majestic views, alpine bogs, ledge climbs, above treeline traverses, and the notorious mile-long boulder scramble of Mahoosuc Notch.

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This is a story of what not to do on the Appalachian Trail. It has taken me two years to write this, which I’d like to conveniently pass off to life’s many priorities, but if I’m being completely honest, there’s a good deal of embarrassment here too. There’s also a responsibility to share, because this is something all hikers should read.

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Kinsman Ridge Trail Sign

Cannon Mountain marks our first spring hike in the White Mountains, and I was pretty excited about it. The warmer weather, the sunny skies, the ditching of snow pants: I couldn’t wait to get out there. There had been some tales of somewhat difficult spring trail conditions tossed about, but how bad can a little melting snow be?

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Greenbelly Meal Bars

Meal planning is arguably the most difficult aspect of backpacking preparation. It’s tough creating a balanced diet out of easily packable foods, a problem Greenbelly has set out to solve, delivering 33 percent of daily nutrition in each package. That’s all well and good, but how do they taste?

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The Completed Igloo

I’ve always wanted to make an igloo and camp out. Inspired by an article in my son’s Boy’s Life magazine, I figured it was time to check-off this winter bucket list item. So for this adventure my eldest son and I travelled to the deepest, darkest, New Hampshire forest—okay, alright, it was our backyard.

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