Also see the list of articles, none to be taken seriously.
Start the spring with a 7.5 mile hike through the Blue Hills. Begin at the Trailside Museum (Milton) and finish at the Shea Rink (Quincy). Spotting cars is necessary. This hike is for all levels, but geared towards beginner/intermediate hikers. Must be in good physical condition. L Stacia Zukroff, CL Andrew Shearer. 45 minutes north of Providence, half an hour south of Boston. It's free, but please register online.
(Trip sponsored by the Appalachian Mountain Club’s Boston Young Members and cross-listed with the Narragansett Young Members.)
Every Thursday evening this summer, there’s a pickup Ultimate game at Narragansett Town Beach. This is what yesterday’s game (19 pictures) looked like.
Catching up on photo collections I’ve posted in the past few weeks:
See what Acadia National Park in Maine looks like. I took a trip there a couple of weeks ago with 17 people from the Appalachian Mountain Club Worcester Young Members (an unofficial event). Great biking, trail running, kayaking, and sunrise on Cadillac Mountain—see the pictures. Thanks to everyone involved for a memorable weekend.
Just to keep everyone current who’s playing along at home: I recently became chair of the Narragansett AMC Young Members, which until we get some more leaders to post is practically my other weblog.
Also, my application with the Boston AMC Young Members to become a 3-season dayhike leader was approved. And I’m now a co-webmaster of the Boston AMC Young Members site. Busy, busy.
Pictures from a fun weekend snowshoeing in Grafton and Londonderry, Vermont, on a trip organized by the Boston AMC Young Members.
Here are pictures of the scenery in Dartmouth taken during my trip to England over the New Year. Uploading has been slow due to the sudden death of my cable modem. Family pictures are coming next, and are semi-private: you’ll need to enter "family" as the username and my mother’s maiden name in lowercase as the password. The aunts, uncles, and cousins involved should have no problem figuring that one out.
Got back recently from visiting family in the mild weather of Dartmouth, England, where it’s not cold, and it’s not warm, and where the camera flash usually goes off outside at noon. Some pictures to come later.
At my day job, I somehow would up on an organizing committee for the department Halloween party, providing its only male representation. (I would have said ?much-needed? or ?much-appreciated? representation, but I don?t really know about that.)
Whatever the case, we decided to have our first annual costume contest, for which I was put into duty as the photographer. To set a good example we all wore costumes. So I had to come up with a costume idea for the first time since childhood.
At the party, I was supposed to be Jimmy Olsen (staff photographer for the Daily Planet, home to Lois Lane/Clark Kent/Superman), as I kept having to explain over and over. Guess no one saw the movie recently. (It would have been much more convincing with a bow tie, but I couldn?t find the one I used for junior high orchestra concerts and couldn?t bring myself to buy another.)