You couldn’t imagine a more idyllic day for a hike, but go ahead and try. Close your eyes (remember to open them later!) and picture your perfect hiking weather. Well, we had that day, and Trail Master chose the Island Ford Trail in Sandy Springs as our destination. The parking lot was jammed because of a ceremony to swear in K. Lynn Berry, the new Superintendent of the Chattahoochee River National Recreation Area, who has extensive experience in the National Park Service in California and...

Every Trailheads hike begins with an important question: what’s your flavor today? Trail Master Guy keeps a well-stocked case of gum in his Jeep and kindly offers his hikers their choice of flavorful chews to snap during hikes. Decisions, decisions. Concerned lawmakers are drafting legislation to stop this chewing gum practice because they believe “These roaming loudmouths don’t need more exercise for their jaws and flapping lips. Trailheads need gag balls to keep their damn mouths shut.”...

We subscribe to the “mad man hiking theory,” meaning Trailheads are predictably unpredictable. So, this week, we let Mother Nature do her thing and headed into the big city for an urban hike in the concrete jungle. We met at the lovely Anne’s house in Cabbagetown. Yesterday was her birthday, and Brad painted her portrait, making the rest of us look like schlubs because we only gift our women with Tiffany diamonds, gold jewelry, and priceless precious gemstones. As we offer up our gifts, we’re...