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November 20, 2017

Hike to the Top of Texas: Guadalupe Peak

You’d have thought we were just another Thelma and Louise, without the Brad Pitt part. I woke at five a.m., eager to start our eight hour road trip to West Texas. You’ll understand if you’ve ever driven through West Texas, it’s a flat, high-speed expanse of big sky ruralness. But a perfect place to escape it all, a place to soothe your soul and an inopportune place to run out of gas. My husband might describe it differently, using more romantic and dramatic words, and perhaps that’s the point. It’s a place that will fill you up with whatever you need, that is except gasoline.

My friend, Kimberlee, and I set out to bag the summit of Guadalupe Peak, the highest natural point in Texas in the Guadalupe Mountains National Park.  At an honorable 8,715 feet, it ranks 14th out of highest state points. We took Friday off of work, arriving around noon, hoping to get one of the peak’s five backpacking permits. Even though we got pulled over just outside Fort Stockton by a very kind highway patrolman, we still made great time. He reminded us to slow it down a bit and then sent us on our way. We were able to snag one of the last backpacking permits, which are free, knowing it would be a busy weekend for the Veteran’s holiday. We wanted at least four hours of daylight so we wouldn’t have to set up camp in the dark. The backpacking campground sits about a mile from the summit. We planned to be at the summit the following day in time to catch the sunrise.

We rolled into camp in just under three hours after many stops. The weather couldn’t have been better, it was hot when we started but after rounding the bend, the trail becomes shaded and windy and a comfortable temperature. Although it was barely five p.m., Kimberlee cooked up a very tasty chicken and dumplings Mountain House dinner. By 6:30 we were snug in our Big Agnes Fly Creek tent (on clearance now at REI, plus footprint). Exhausted from the drive and hike, we fell asleep immediately but woke up often to the howling winds. My friend had recently summited, so I was well-versed in the high winds and took extra heavy duty tent stakes. But I was still nervous each time the side of the tent was mashed against my face. You could hear the wind gathering force like a giant wave, roaring up from the valley and threatening to rip the rain fly right out of the ground.

Eleven hours later, I unzipped the tent to a stunning fire banded sky – one dazzling red strip between the black. I was gobsmacked. As we headed up the summit, I kept stopping to watch the sky but had to wake myself back up and keep going. It took less than an hour, and we had enough light about halfway to turn off our headlamps. As I rounded the last corner, I saw the summit marker just above me. Victory! The wind was ruthless, but I found a small spot behind some rocks that allowed me to sit and watch the sunrise in peace. It’s a very humbling and spiritual thing to reach a summit, to see the Earth as the big beautiful thing it was intended to be, to shut out the noise and just be present.

After a short time of book signing and selfie taking, we headed back down to camp. We left our packs inside the tent to hold it down while we were gone and luckily our tent was still attached to the earth. Another backpacker said his tent had flown halfway down the hill. Our Mountain House Mac and Cheese breakfast was a fail, but nothing could break out spirits after that sunrise. We passed a lot of people on the way down hiking the peak as a day hike, but I’d highly recommend catching the sunrise or sunset at the top. It really is the best view, and you won’t have to share the moment with many others. There was only one other person for part of the time at the top with us. All in all, it took us about six and a half hours with packs.


Guadalupe Mountains National Park is one of the least visited national parks, probably because of the remote location near the Texas/New Mexico border, and also because it doesn’t have many camping spots. All 20 tent spots are first-come-first-served with no reservations. When we got to the trailhead in the campgrounds about 10:30am, we were lucky to snag a campsite from someone that was just leaving. We ditched the backpacking tent, and set up a more spacious home, complete with a spot to hang my Madera Hammock.

After resting a bit, we headed over to the visitor center to check out the exhibit. It had lots of really good info on the park, and animal replicas. We also discovered that you do NOT have to be a child to become a Junior Ranger. We diligently worked on the provided workbook, and earned our first Junior Ranger badge!

We were so excited about our new badges, we set off to hike Devil’s Hall Trail. Although, it took us less than two and a half hours, this trail did required some scrambling. It’s an easy first mile to the wash, then it’s mostly unmarked, but just keep going. If you follow the wash, you’ll eventually end up at a pretty cool site. But make sure you take a torch or keep an eye on the daylight because you are in the shaded creek bed.

Then lucky for us, there was a star viewing party that night. Two astronomers had set up their telescopes, as if the stars in that dark sky weren’t amazing enough. They pointed out some amazing sights, and we took turns on the telescopes. It was an excellent cap to the day. Some deer joined us for our Sunday morning breakfast before we packed up. Besides one roadrunner, we didn’t see much wildlife. We headed a mile up the road to the Frijole Ranch. From there, Smith Springs is about an hour easy hike that offered us some beautiful fall foliage. Not something we get a lot of in Central Texas.

We wanted to hike the McKittrick trail, which may have the best viewing for fall colors, but we were having a minor gas crisis. No matter what direction you come from, the nearest gas station may be 30 miles or more from the park. Even knowing this we failed to fill up and found ourselves driving 40 miles out of the way to Dell City. It’s a small town with two gas stations, both of which are closed on Sundays, but we asked someone on the street and they directed us to a small credit card station, so we were able to get gas before we were on fumes. It was a wonderful weekend being in nature, but I was ready for a shower. And it’d be eight short hours before I’d finally get one.

Tips:

  • The Guadalupe Mountains National Park is in the Mountain Time Zone (MST), right on the border.
  • Expect high winds at the top and prepare accordingly. Take extra tent stakes if you are camping, and a headband to keep your hair from whipping you in the face.
  • Plan to take at least a gallon of water for Guad Peak. There is potable water near the trailheads, but not on any trails.
  • The nearest gas station is at least 30 miles away from the park, plan accordingly.
  • Fires are prohibited in the park, take a camp stove.
  • Take trekking poles, the made a huge difference to me and I don’t usually use them.

 

June 15, 2017

New Zealand is for the birds

 

Despite the long flight, on which I finally watched Lord of the Rings, New Zealand was everything I hoped. I landed in the capital city of Wellington jazzed to spend the week. I resisted the urge to nap (17 hour time difference) and immediately went for a walk to shake out the cabin fever (17 hours in the air). A bus took me up to the Mount Victoria lookout, or more commonly called Mt. Vic, to catch the sunset, and I got an amazing panorama view of the city. Because of all the hills, I soon found out there’s a lot of amazing viewpoints in the city.

Gandalf in the Wellington airport.

The first night I walked over to the Lux Light Festival on the waterfront. It was a really cool and somewhat interactive display of lights, video, technology and water spread across a few neighborhoods. And there was a taco food truck, so it was pretty much perfect. I was surprised that even though it was a festival and there were lots of people, I never felt crowded – a stark contrast to festivals in Austin.

I heard about these glow worms in the Wellington Botanical Gardens, and it was definitely a highlight. It wasn’t a far walk to the Gardens from the CBD, or Central Business District, but I quickly learned most things are uphill. It’s early winter in New Zealand and the temperatures were pleasantly in the 50’s, with little wind. “Little wind” is not really a thing in a city nicknamed “Windy Wellington”, but it was a nice week and it stayed under 25 mph. The Gardens are free and have many beautiful trails, but you have to go at night for the glow worms. I followed the paths to a creek and turned off my flashlight. After my eyes adjusted, tons of tiny glow-in-the-darks spots were all around me. It was an incredible sight.

This might sound scary – alone in the woods at night. I was definitely thinking, “This is how every horror movie starts.” But Wellington, with it’s high education level and low unemployment, has relatively low crime and fun fact: it’s the number one least corrupt country. I read that on wikipedia, so you know it’s true. In case you are wondering, the US is 18th. So, if you are a female solo traveler, I’d highly recommend New Zealand.


I never felt concerned for my safety, people were quite friendly and I even met a handful of Americans living there.

Wellington is known for its numerous mountain biking trails and they did not disappoint. Makara Peak offered a swinging bridge and some nice smooth trails with lots of switchbacks, which were great after going straight uphill which seemed like forever. I rented a bike from the awesome folks at Mud Cycles, and even had a female American tour guide.

Another notable thing about Wellington is their large number of craft breweries. You can even pick up a map for the self-guided craft beer trail. I stopped into Fork and Brewer for a drink, and was surprised at the number of their brews. They offer flights or half pints if the selection is too overwhelming.

You can easily find the Weta Cave by the trolls outside.

And of course I couldn’t go to New Zealand without checking out Peter Jackson‘s Weta Cave. You don’t have to be a LOTR’s fan to appreciate the costumes, props and digital mastery that is created there. The tour itself was just ok, but you can always check out the Weta Cave’s gift shop to see some props, or even purchase a LOTR replica sword or the Sword of Boromir movie replica for only $9999.

My favorite day was hiking 10k of the Te Araroa trail. I took a train about 40 minutes out of the city to Paekakariki, the trail follows the railway, and spent the next three hours marveling at the amazing view of the Kapiti Coast. The trail is well marked, with steps that go up and up and up, and a couple swinging bridges. Not to mention all the sheep friends I made.

         

What about those birds, you ask? While New Zealand is known for the kiwi birds, them and many other species are on the brink of extinction. The country has many ongoing efforts to preserve the natural habitats for all the amazing wildlife, and you can’t help but hear the birds’ songs in all the parks. The city of Wellington has many beautiful earthquake-proof buildings, one thing I luckily didn’t experience while I was there.

I read an article by Alton Brown on his food journey in New Zealand, he said “On my way to the register, I make accidental eye contact with three total strangers, and every one of them smiles back.” That really summed up my experience also.

Flying from Auckland to Wellington, get a window seat so you don’t miss the volcanoes.

 

Tips:

  • You don’t really need to change money. I used my credit card (one that doesn’t charge exchange fees) the whole time. There were a couple places that changed me a minimal transaction fee. Also, I hopped on a train without a ticket and they only take cash onboard, so buy tickets ahead of time if you want to use credit cards.
  • You don’t need a car if you are  staying in the city. You can walk, bus, Uber, or train almost everywhere.
  • Explore the many trails by bike or foot, and you’ll be rewarded with excellent views.
  • Check out the National Te Papa Museum, it’s worth every penny. Also, it’s free.
  • Make time to hike the Te Araroa trail from Paekakariki to Pukerua Bay, this was hands down my favorite activity.

 

The larger than life display at the Te Papa Museum create by Weta for the WWI exhibit.