Hiking Cheaha State Park

I've always loved the outdoors.

I mean - how many other 14 year old girls would think spending a week backpacking in the woods for Spring Break would be an awesome time? Despite the look on my face in this photo I genuinely loved being up in the mountains.

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Dad and I spent two Spring Breaks hiking around Cheaha when I was in middle school. The first year I had an unfortunate run-in with self-tanner a few days before we left. That, combined with some epic blue streaks in my hair, provoked a few people to call me Oompa Loompa. I tried to look for the one photo I have of the catastrophe but couldn't find it.

Drats.

I love how I am far to cool to be taking photographs in all of these photos. I guess Dad set up the self-timer to snap this one.

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I mentioned on here months ago that I went through a phase where I wore this kermit the frog shirt under a sweater every day for a month in middle school. I was so stoked to find a photo of me actually wearing it.

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Since I'm a little old lady now and my memories are starting to fade I don't remember a lot of details about the trip. There was a small two-seater airplane that crashed into the side of the mountain decades ago that we came across while hiking. It was just a shell of the plane, rusted over after being outside for years, but pretty amazing to stumble upon.

I remember playing a lot of solitare. I'm not sure how fare we hiked each day but I doubt it was more than a few hours which left a lot of time to just sit around the campsite. I love backpacking because you can really get away from the populated areas. I haven't gone since this time in Cheaha!

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I'll also never forget that this was the time I learned turkeys can fly. I mean, how often do you picture turkeys flying around in the woods? Never.

I was sitting around on a cliff, much like in this photo, minding my own business when a turkey flew directly in front of me almost scaring me off the side of the mountain.

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This moment of streetwalking down memory lane was inspired by the trip I'll be making with my Dad next week to Breaks Interstate Park. I have been so busy with my new job that I didn't realize it was already time to start packing. While I had a blast in Portland for Fitbloggin last month it definitely didn't feel like a vacation. I am so ready to have a few days with nothing to do. I plan to hike, keep up my training runs, read a ton and generally rest up because when I get back life is about to go a mile a minute. The Fall term will be starting mid-August, I've got a very special trip planned for Labor Day weekend and I'm ready to start working on some new projects for the blog.

The year is barely half over and I feel like everything is about to change.

What are your goals for the rest of 2013?