I’ve been asked that question twice recently, in very different contexts. The first time was after I described a hike I’d just taken in Oregon’s Siskiyou Mountains. The trail was narrow and rocky, picking its way across a steep mountainside. It was hot, the footing was tricky, and I’m 73 years old with a gimpy knee. Exhilarating but hard. The second time was after I mentioned a political demonstra...
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