solo hiking – Everything and a Racehorse

Do I remember how to do this?

Wow, I thought, as we splashed downhill, I’d forgotten this feeling. We were less than 100 yards from the road, and I was already grinning.

I blame summer reading. After finishing some serious stuff like The Nightingale and Into the Wild, I needed something lighter. With perfect timing, a friend recommended The Tradd Street series by Karen White, and I dove in. I should have known, dammit. As soon as I realized the heroine was a gorgeous 39-year-old singleton withContinue reading “The weekend that wasn’t”