If hiking was hereditary, I most certainly got the gene from my grandmother. She has done hundreds of miles of hiking, all of them after her 70th birthday. She’s now 94 years old and that chapter of her life has passed, but she is a wonderful story teller and has a great memory. She shared with me some of her favorite hikes, including Three Fingered Jack Mountain (hike #31). The painting , done of a friend of hers, portrays my grandma Kirk and two friends (all three over 70 at the time) hiking in Canyon Creek Meadows. I’ve seen this painting many times over the years so it was nice to be able to see the trail first hand during my stay in Oregon
My grandma and I.
This painting was featured in an article about my grandmother printed in The Oregonian, the state's largest newspaper.