Family Nature Summits is over for this year. Summitters have scattered to all parts of the country from Oregon to Asheville, North Carolina, my fair city.
It was a different summit for me; the biggest difference because my husband came. Though Hannah and I graduated to blue scarfs (5 years), Lenny was a yellow scarfer (first year).
I was a little nervous and hoped that he would get the Summit experience. We’ve both gone on a lot of group trips, slept in hostels and hiked with others in many locales. But Summits are different. You can choose to stay with your own gang if you want to or spread out to people with other interests.
Lenny found his gang, the birders. He went on several long birding trips led by Jeff. We did hike together one day – see above – where he saw his first redwood of the week.
I hiked most days and spent my time in the hills instead of the coast. The hikes were well-run; even though they were destination hikes, the leaders made sure we had a little understanding of where we were.
I wished I had spent a little more time on the coast. Maybe I should have done some tidepooling or seen seals in their natural habitat and not just at the Monterey Aquarium.
This brings up a question that I’ll address in another post. How much do Summitters want to know about the place that they’ll be in for six days?
But for now, Ive unpacked and done the laundry. I gotten some food in the house. And I’ve repacked again for an overnight trip to Great Smoky Mountains National Park, where I’ll be leading two hikes for Friends of the Smokies.
Next year, the Summit is coming to the Smokies, my park–June 27 to July 3, 2015. You all come down, you hear?