These cookies are really doing it for me. They’re moist, nutty and chunky. When they’re warm, they overflow with dark chocolate. As soon as I claim I’ve had enough, I find myself reaching in for another…
I started thinking about trail mix a couple weeks back when Alex and I threw work aside, haphazardly packed the car with whatever gear we could find, and headed off to Mt. Shasta.
Mt. Shasta is a big ole volcano that stands high above its surrounding mountains. It’s a dramatic mountain. For those of you who care about these things, the summit rises to 14,162 ft. The base is at around 7,000 ft. We planned to hike up in a single day, leaving at 3 am and getting back whenever we did. Sound exhausting? It was. In all the mountains I’ve climbed, I’ve never ascended 7,000 ft vertical in a day. Let alone after coming from sea level the day before.
It was incredible! Gorgeous! But the altitude was beating us up. As we switchbacked up the hill, kicking steps into the snow with our crampons, I snorted down trail mix and chile-rubbed dried mango (thank you Trader Joe’s). I hoped that the calories would turn into magical wings and fly me up the hill. Eventually I gave up hope on the wings and started dreaming about trail mix cookies. Continue reading