Welcome to the Trailhead...
Every journey has a starting point. The key is to enjoy the path that has be laid before us while always remembering where we came from. In the end life is just a trail and we have the option as to where it will take us. Be it the highest point or lowest valley we all have a choice and that choice starts with that first footprint we make in the path before us.
Enjoy the journey
or just enjoy the game...
He's Back...
Well after a long hiatus Hiker Joe has returned to the trail. Enjoy his brief stop on Mount Rogers in the Southwest corner of Virginia. Notice the change of seasons in the colorful fall foliage.
Keep checking back for new hikes.
Been there done that...
The Hiker Joe adventure has just begun. With the help of those of you enjoying the view from the comfort of home and our Sponsors I plan to explore all our National and State Parks have to offer. Once I'm done there they tell me the rest of the planet awaits. For now enjoy a few of my favorite places.
These places keep calling me back.
- Zion National Park, Utah
- The Great Smoky Mountain National Park, TN
- The Grand Canyon, AZ
- Rocky Mountain National Park, CO
- Grandfather Mountain, NC
Have a favorite National or State Park you want me to visit in the near future? Send me an e-mail and I'll put it on my to do list.
Wisdom is what we seek... When a child my mother taught me the legends of our people; taught me of the sun and sky, the moon and stars, the clouds and storms. She also taught me to kneel and pray to Usen for strength, health, wisdom, and protection. We never prayed against any person, but if we had aught against any individual we ourselves took vengeance. We were taught that Usen does not care for the petty quarrels of men. Geronimo [Goyathlay] (1829-1909) Chircahua Apache chief At Lemhi Pass, Monday, August 12, 1805: --Meriwether Lewis
at the distance of 4 miles further the road took us to the most distant fountain of the waters of the mighty Missouri in surch of which we have spent so many toilsome days and wristless nights. thus far I had accomplished one of those great objects on which my mind has been unalterably fixed for many years, judge then of the pleasure I felt in allying my thirst with this pure and ice cold water which issues from the base of a low mountain or hill of a gentle ascent... here I halted a few minutes and rested myself. two miles below McNeal had exultingly stood with a foot on each side of this little rivulet and thanked his god that he had lived to bestride the mighty & heretofore deemed endless Missouri. after refreshing ourselves we proceeded on to the top of the dividing ridge from which I discovered immence ranges of high mountains still to the West of us with their tops partially covered with snow."
