Microtrash is always a big problem, and rare is the trip I take without coming home with a cargo-pants pocket full of it. Common offenders are cigarette butts, corners of Clif/Snickers/Nature Valley bars, crumbs of those ubiquitous blue foam pads, and the occasional bandaid. Note, I never pick up toilet paper, so ladies, please try…
Month: December 2015
Leaving no trace in paradise
Digging through some old hiking photos from Hawaii, I was struck how similar the trail is to New England, despite having probably 1/100 of the traffic. That volcanic soil just can’t take the abuse, similar to the thin layer of soil on top of the mineral soils covering the mountains of the Northeast. Just like…