We had a slightly different agenda for this DCUL outing. We’d use all our UL weight savings to carry massive amounts of camera gear, and our miles-crushing legs to give us ample time to hunt for fall compositions. After grouping up at Vienna Metro, we (Shuttle, GQ, Corpse Foot, Camel, Theo, Loay, Michelle, Hayden, and... Continue Reading →
I decided I couldn’t let the Fall totally slip by me this year without getting in a backpacking trip, no matter how sleep deprived I might be. I talked GQ into coming out of retirement, and we assembled a crack team of veterans and DCUL newcomers. To make things a little more interesting, Mother Nature... Continue Reading →
We had some fun rapids, but nothing above Class I. It was just about the perfect intro to packrafting.
After the usual RSVP fluctuations for a cold winter trip, Kyle, Joe M., Joe (Mtn F*ker), Stuart, Karan (B.A.), and I set out for Dolly Sods on Saturday morning There was no sign of winter (except for the frigid cold) until the last few miles of mountain driving. We were starting to think the past... Continue Reading →
“YOU CAN’T CAMP IN THE PARKING LOT!” screamed a voice from a nearby house. We had pulled into the Old Rag Parking lot outside of Shenandoah National Park (Skyline Drive was closed, as usual, during foul winter weather) seconds before and were accosted by our unknown heckler immediately after stepping out of our vehicles. Sophie,... Continue Reading →