Quick take I felt small out there, in a good way. Big stone walls. Sharp light. Quiet trails, then not so quiet. I’d go back tomorrow, but I’d pack smarter water and start even earlier.If you’d like an even deeper dive into the route, gear, and surprises, check out my extended honest take on hiking …
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I’m Kayla, and yes, I actually hiked these. Boots on dirt. Pack on my back. Sunscreen in my eyes. You know what? Waterfalls in the desert feel like a magic trick. They’re real, though. Cold, loud, and worth the sweat.If you want the blow-by-blow version of each splash and stumble, my expanded notes live over …
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I went up to the White Mountains to escape the heat. I came back smelling like pine and campfire, with dust on my socks and a silly grin. You know what? I didn’t expect it to feel this calm. I’ve hiked Sedona and Flagstaff. The White Mountains felt different—quieter, cooler, and a little wild. Elk …
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I spent two months hiking around Tucson, Ajo, Bisbee, and the little mountain towns nearby. I came home with cactus spines in my socks, a camera full of sun, and a happy heart.Those two months became the backbone of my honest, dusty, sunburned review of southern Arizona trails, for anyone who wants the long version. …
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I hike all over Arizona. Phoenix, Sedona, Tucson, Flagstaff—dry heat, monsoon mess, and even snow up north. I’ve made dumb choices. I’ve also found gear that just works. Here’s what I wear now, and why, with real trails and real sweat to back it up. For an even deeper dive into my gear picks, check …
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I’m Kayla, and I’ve hiked Four Peaks more than once. I’ve gone in cool spring, hot fall, and one icy winter day that sent me home early. It’s that mountain with the four bumps you can see from Phoenix. You know what? It looks close, but it’s not. The road gets dusty and a little …
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