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It's getting harder and harder these last official days of winter to find snow.   We never really experienced winter this year. Global warming, El Nino or just a freak year? 

But we found snow this weekend at Black Mountain in Sumner, ME. There's about as many Black mountains in Maine as Bear and Bald mountains. If you want directions just ask in the comments. This particular hike wasn't our first choice. We initially wanted to go to Tumbledown in Weld, ME but the access road with the good foot of fresh snow was too difficult for our car to navigate. (That almost-adventure got us started talking about upgrading our '93 Honda Accord to a slighter newer 4WD vehicle).

So we choose another mountain "kind of" close by and on the drive back home. We didn't start till after 1pm and ate lunch at the car before heading up.  We were pleasantly surprised by all the snow.  There wasn't any to speak of at home.  There was so much snow in fact that we were wishing we had snowshoes with us.  Our kids each own a pair but us adults borrow them when necessary, which is not very often.

Thankfully a trio of snowshoers had been up the mountain already and met us on their way down and their tracks packed down the trail for us.  But their tracks stopped before the summit and our attempts to find the rest of the trail on our own landed us in snow up to Damien's thighs!

But it was warm and we were having fun. When Laurent's heels started getting cold from snow going down his boots (the boy forgot his gaiters! of all days to forget!) we decided to turn back around never having actually reached the summit.  

Oh well it was super fun anyway. And so, so quiet up there with the snow covered evergreens.  I just love snow!

More pics and story at FIMBY.

What a week we've had here in Maine. An incredible (and disappointing - where is the snow??) amount of rain. A work-visit from my parents and celebrating Laurent's 9th birthday. But before this week hit we started it all off with our winter backpacking trip to Camden Hills State Park.

Damien wrote a brief trip report earlier this week but now it's my turn to share photos of our beautiful weekend and a few thoughts.

Trip Specs

Our destination for this trip was the log cabin ski shelter at the aforementioned Camden Hills State Park here in Maine. The shelter is not advertised you just have to know about it and reserve in advance for overnight stays. We stumbled on this cabin almost three years ago and since finding this treasure we are always on the look out for other great places to stay like this. Reserving the shelter is incredibly affordable at $3.10 per person per night.

The shelter is situated 2 miles from the main parking lot on a multi-use trail which is fairly flat and easy to hike. From the cabin you can access several of the park's trails, most of which lead to or connect with trails that reach the beautiful views atop Mt. Megunticook. The cabin serves as a great home base for a weekend of easy, beautiful and not too remote wilderness exploring.

I could continue to give a synopsis of Camden Hills State Park and its trails but I'd rather talk about our overall experience (the photos will tell the hiking stories); the things we changed from last year and what we took home from the weekend.

Getting Better at Doing This

Last year's trip was our first time ever backpacking. We backpacked again late last summer and the combination of those experiences together with further research gave us a few things to try for this trip.

• Less clothes. It's so easy to overpack in this regard. We were very fortunate to have avoided the rain that started to pour a couple days after we returned home. Hiking in that cold, wet weather would have been miserable (talk about cabin fever!) and required us to pack rain gear. As it was we didn't take any. Nor did we take our really cold weather gear since the temperatures were very mild, hovering around freezing.
• Better packs. Last year I was so sore from the pack I had. It was simply an ill fitting (though well made) pack for my petite stature. Damien, bless his heart - that man does everything possible to make me comfortable, sold that pack and bought me new one. It's a bit smaller (yeah! I don't have to carry as much weight) but fits me so comfortably. This year I felt I could have walked much farther with that pack on my back and I didn't experience any soreness like last year's hip and shoulder bruising.
• Shared meals. This year we not only hiked again with my folks but also our friends Renee and John Sifferman (& their awesome dog Ronin). We shared breakfasts and suppers and each family was on their own for lunches. We divvied up the shared meals which especially saved us time in packing (making double of one meal is easier than making 2 separate meals) and also gave everyone a break from cooking during the trip.

• The more the merrier. This wasn't something we necessarily learned from previous trips but was an opportunity we have wanted for sometime; to enjoy the outdoors with other people, in addition to our cozy five-some. The outdoors is something we love. Things you love you want to share with others. What a treat to share this awesome family experience with both my parents and the Sifferman's. So many wonderful conversations, dreams, ideas, physical work, great food and lots of rest - all experienced together. Getting outdoors with like minded folks - highly recommended!

Looking Back: Moving Forward

On a more personal note (look away guys if discussing menstruation makes you uneasy) this was the first backpacking/camping trip in a whole year that I haven't had to deal with my period. What a nice break! A revelation less intimate but just as important is that I am "getting into" this so much more. I am not just along for the ride anymore because my husband loves this. I love this!

Sure, I don't particularly love the work of getting ready (which Damien does most of) but you know what, life is work. We're just choosing to spend those work hours in support of our values.

Living according to our values. That was the huge take home message of the weekend. We value family. The weekend had lots of that; three generations. We value hospitality & community building, did lots of that too. We value the outdoors. Well of course that was the major purpose of the trip, actually getting into nature. We value creativity. Oh boy, you don't even want to know the crazy ideas we talked about (actually you do but you'll just have to wait and see). The possibilities to create partnerships, livelihoods and living spaces. We value our faith. It's our faith that draws us outdoors and together with other people in the first place. We value real-life, physical work. Carrying your share of the weight, feeling your tired muscles at the end of the day but also feeling fulfilled and fit, what a fantastic way to go to sleep (at 8:30pm). We value good food (real food, prepared at home food). We ate so well, what a blessing. We do have other values but the weekend was rich in experiences that highlighted the most important ones.

Living an inspired and inspiring life. That was the other predominant theme of the weekend for me. Which is intertwined with living according to your values because 1) people who live authentically are inspiring and 2) you need to be inspired (and a little stubborn and idealistic) to live authentically.

Much of the weekend was spent talking and listening; dreaming and scheming. I came home from last weekend inspired to do something about it. To make changes on the small level that affect change on the big level. In short, I came home inspired. And to think I didn't have to pay big bucks, leave my family and travel to some overpriced hotel (conveniently located in a concrete jungle next to the airport) to attend a retreat, workshop or girly blog conference to feel this way. I just needed to be outdoors, physically exerting myself, with my family and friends, sharing conversation and meals. I think there's a lesson in here. (You'll find that John talked about these same ideas in his reflections from the weekend. Great minds think alike!)

Right now the lesson for me is about putting our values and all the things we hope to accomplish with our lives into action. Putting our daily planner and our pocketbooks into where we say our heart is.

Hard work? Yes. But living the life you want is good work, life changing work, family building work. Kind of like backpacking.

Tomorrow morning we're off early for a couple days of winter camping with friends and my parents. This is our second annual winter backpacking trip and the highlight of our midwinter. We've learned a few things along the way in getting ready and getting out the door. The main thing being; life is a lot easier and less stressful for us all if Damien takes the day off before a trip. So today was a day to finish preparing food, sew a pair of pants for Celine (not planned for but Damien found time nonetheless), go for a family walk and get the packs ready.

That's about all I have the energy to write. Time for bed so we can get a good start on our day tomorrow.

We'll be back in a few to tell you all about it.