You need to stop and smell the roses … er, white sage
The white sage is at its most aromatic this time of year. The outdoors smells like a giant smudge stick. … I wonder whether PCT hikers have any clue what they are smelling. Perhaps, they’re not even smelling it at all, with their heads down, grimacing, grinding out the miles.
A new hiker register box
It was clearly time to replace the ancient (technically, seven-year old) handmade box that houses the hiker register after a hiker lifted the top and it fell off. So, out with the old and in with the new.