Published September 3, 2025 03:46AM
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51 to 58 Acts Of Kindness by Perfect Strangers $52.44

Trail Magic Anyone?
After waking up for the third and final time in the shelter, I was out of food, and still injured. My short term plan to see if my leg would come good with couple of days rest had not borne fruit.
I headed south on the trail for the first time since I started in New York. It was a very short walk to the road crossing. Upon arriving at the road I was delighted to discover trail magic.
Considering how down I was feeling about my injury and inability to progress along the trail, this magical setup was just the tonic to lift my deflated spirits.
And what an amazing trail magic it was. Apparently it’s a regular thing each week during the season, and this group of retirees had gone above and beyond. As I explained my situation, I was fawned upon by the kindest people on the planet. I was ushered to a camp chair. Another chair was brought over to elevate my leg. I was given an ice pack. Ibuprofen. A plate of food was prepared for me and delivered to my chair.
It’s impossible to adequately describe just how incredible it is to wander out of the woods with an injury and be treated like this by complete and utter strangers that want nothing in return. I spent a couple of hours basking in the warmth and comfort of this company. My heart and belly were equal parts filled.
One of the organisers was kind enough to offer me a lift into town which I gladly accepted. I was dropped at the supermarket where I had been just a few days prior, and bought enough food to see me through a few more days resting up at the paid campground I was aiming to get to in the evening. After filling my pack I wandered out of the supermarket and stuck my thumb out for a hitch into the town centre with my new secret weapon attained at the trail magic.
The bright sign had me picked up in nanoseconds. I arrived in town late afternoon and headed to the library to connect and let friends and family know I was alive and kicking after a few days of disconnection.
Next Level Trail Magic
The last part of my plan for the day was to hitch around to the paid campground in Stratton. This would be the first time I was attempting a hitch along a road that is not normally frequented by AT hikers. Normally you would just hike from Rangeley to Stratton on the trail. The road between the two towns was a small one and I had concerns as to how much traffic there would be, let alone looking like an out of work homeless person with a weird sign.
I walked the short distance to the road and assumed the position with my thumb out. After an hour I had seen plenty of traffic which was a positive. The negative was nobody was stopping. It was starting to look like I was going to need to break my number one rule of no shuttles, a thought that chilled me to my core.
As all hope seemed lost, a gentleman walked out of his house close to where I was standing. He hopped into his car and drove the ten metres or so up to where I was standing and asked where I was heading. I said Stratton and he said no problem, hop on in. I literally couldn’t believe my luck.
Once ensconced in the car, we started chatting. The kind Samaritan said he had hiked some of the trail years ago and was surprised to see me trying to hitch near his house. I explained my predicament and my plan for recovery. It was at this point that America and its gracious people went to the next level. This man said if you all need to do is lie about and relax I could camp in his backyard. He had an outdoor shower and was happy for me to stay a few days while my leg healed.
Here’s where it gets even crazier. The man explained he wasn’t even heading to Stratton, he just felt sorry for me as he had noticed me standing outside his house for an hour not getting a lift. He was willing to get in his car and drive me just to be kind. You Americans are playing chess while the rest of us play checkers.
The man showed me to his yard, explained how the outdoor shower worked, shared his WiFi password and said to enter his house to use the bathroom whenever I needed. The trust, care and concern that I continue to encounter in this country is amazing. I set up my tent, had a shower, cooked up my pad Thai ramen in the yard and collapsed onto my mattress to sleep.
Rangeley Recovery
With temporary accommodation sorted, the next few days settled into a pattern of rest and recovery. I walked the very short distance each day into town to soak my leg in the lake, sit in the library and write my blog.
After a few days it became clear that my leg was not going to recover to a point where I would be able to continue along the trail in an enjoyable manner. There had been some improvement in ankle mobility but the pain radiating from my tibia and surrounding muscles was still prevalent and significant. I booked my flight home to NZ for the following week.
It was a very disappointing end to what had been a really fun couple of months. Fortunately the trail wasn’t going anywhere and I knew I could return when my old leg healed up.
The Final Kindness
So I was left with one final, and reasonably small logistical hurdle. Rangeley is not the best connected town in Maine. With a population of about 1000 people there was no public transportation from Rangeley to anywhere.
So could I keep to my number one rule of no shuttles all the way to the bitter end? You betcha. After a week of being encamped in the yard of a perfect stranger I said my goodbyes and headed to the main road in Rangeley with my trusty sign. I needed to hitch back to Gorham (the closest town with public transport), a mere 130km away. And not on a trail road. In fact, in the opposing direction to the trail.
This is why I was standing on the road at 6.30am. I wanted to give myself all day to see if I could navigate the myriad of roads that lay between me and good old Gorham.
It took about 90 minutes for the first hitch. In fact, I was offered three lifts in that 90 minute window by cars going in the opposite direction that all thought I was confused about which way the trail was. Again, ridiculous kindness by those people.
The first hitch was a young girl heading to work in the next town of Oquossoc (don’t worry, nobody knows how to pronounce it so say it in your brain however you like). She dropped me off near her workplace wishing me luck as I headed on down the road. I moved into position and stuck out my aching thumb once again. I should have anticipated the horrors my thumb would go through today and done the appropriate stretches.
This next road was…quiet. Like it had been put there with good intentions but no car was interested in actually using it. After an hour the girl that had dropped me off came out of her store and gave me a cinnamon roll. I mean I get that I’m Magnet, but trail magic from the stranger who gave me a hitch in Oquossuc…wowsers.
After another hour it was nearing midday and I’d only seen a couple of cars come past. The next vehicle to pass by was a high end four-wheel drive so my hopes were set accordingly low. The car slowed and then stopped, and a kindly gentleman wound down the window and asked if I’d like a ride. Hell yeah I did.
We chatted away as we zoomed down the road and shared our respective stories. The reality was the road we were on did not go directly to Gorham so I knew I would need to ask to be dropped at another intersection to get to my final destination. As we neared the intersection in question the man said he had some spare time and would run me to Gorham. Fifty kilometres out of his way. In the opposing direction to where he was heading. I mean I’m really not sure what to tell you. I was dropped at the door of my accommodation in Gorham and with a smile and a wave as the kind stranger headed back to his day.
Thank You AT
I’m a middle aged man who decided to take an extended holiday and walk along a trail on the eastern side of the USA. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would experience this level of generosity of the human condition. I’ve been fortunate to travel to many far flung corners of the world, and the way I’ve been treated by the Americans I have met along this journey is beyond anything I’ve ever encountered before.
A huge thank you to all the people I met on this trip. The other thru hikers, the trail angels, the trail magic providers, the hostel owners, and the perfectly perfect strangers. It is by far the most social and friendly trail I’ve ever walked, and I look forward to returning in the future once I’ve restored my legs to their former average condition.
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Wanderlust names Georgia among Europe’s top travel destinations

Georgia has been nominated for the title of Europe’s Most Desirable Tourist Destination by the popular British travel publication Wanderlust.
According to the National Tourism Administration, voting for the annual Wanderlust Reader Travel Awards has officially begun. In addition to the country itself, Tbilisi and Batumi are also competing for the title of Europe’s Most Desirable City.
Other nominees in the category include Athens, Berlin, Bologna, Bordeaux, Brussels, Budapest, Dresden, Dublin, Edinburgh, Genoa, Ghent, Istanbul, Madrid, Oslo, Porto, Prague, Riga, Siena, Sofia, Valencia, Vienna, Vilnius, and more.
Voting will remain open until October 17, with the winners announced at the 24th Wanderlust Reader Travel Awards ceremony on November 5, 2025, at the National Gallery in London. The awards honor the most desirable cities, regions, countries, and new destinations worldwide, as chosen by Wanderlust readers. Additional categories include adventure, culture and heritage, nature and wildlife, gastronomy, and sustainable travel.
Founded in the UK, Wanderlust is one of the most influential travel magazines, with a monthly circulation of nearly 138,000 copies and over 1.6 million visitors to its website. Each year, the publication invites readers to vote for their favorite destinations, offering participants the chance to win travel prizes worth £70,000.
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I’ve Tried Nearly Every Dog Bed Out There. These Are the Only Ones My Dogs Actually Use.

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After years of trial and error—and plenty of shredded foam—I finally found two beds my three picky dogs love
(Photo: Wes Siler)
Anyone who’s ever owned a dog will understand the challenge. You buy an expensive dog bed, bring it home, and your dog refuses to sleep on it. Worse, the second there’s one piece of dog hair on it, you can’t return it. So bedrooms and closets fill up with useless chunks of foam, and hundreds of dollars are wasted. Meanwhile, your dog is getting dingleberries all over the couches, chairs, and beds that should be reserved for humans. With much trial, error—and vacuuming—I have finally found solutions that work for my pack.
My wife, Virginia, and I have three dogs, all of whom have their own peculiar sleep behaviors. I’d intended to crate train Wiley when I adopted him more than 12 years ago, but the first night he was home, I fell asleep with him curled up on my belly while reading in bed, and woke up in the morning with him still there. A few years later, Virginia was the first girl he never tried to push out of his spot next to me in bed. The rest is history.
The joke in our house is that Bowie, our middle husky-German shepherd child, is only able to recharge his life-force when he’s touching both of us. So he’s slept between us every single night since he came home eight years ago.
And when we adopted Teddy shortly after our move to Montana, we invested years of work trying to get a dog who had suffered abuse, and was reluctant to trust humans, to learn to cuddle. But she’s so big that, even in our king size bed, there’s just not really room for her.
I’ve tried virtually every product out there in an effort to move them out of our bed, and onto their own, so that all of us will hopefully be more comfortable.
Doggie cots seemed novel, since they lift the pups off the ground, provide good air flow, and should offer support. But our dogs can’t get used to the lack of stability, and won’t sit, let alone lie down on one. My neighbors appreciated the hand-me-down. The big, soft cushions they sell at box stores? Our dogs won’t even look at one.
The most luck I’ve had has been with a thin, flimsy faux fur one I picked up at Costco during my monthly quest to bring home 120 pounds of chicken drumsticks to feed the dogs. During one visit only, they had a stack of the beds near the paper towels. I grabbed one just to try it, and Wiley fell in love immediately.
This model presents two problems, though: There’s not really any way to clean it, so even with daily vacuuming, it’s looking a little worse for wear. And Teddy insists on competing with her brothers for resources, so she steals it any chance she gets. Unfortunately, it’s way too small for her, so she just perches on it awkwardly, content in possession, but unable to sleep.
As Wiley ages, I have gotten more serious about trying to move his joints off the ground. Lately, more mornings than not, he’s waken up noticeably stiff, struggling to stand up off of that faux fur thing. So I was excited when Orvis launched its Recovery Zone dog beds a few years ago, which promised higher quality foams like those used in nice human mattresses.
The Recovery Zone pairs four-inches of durable, supportive medium density foam in its base with a one-inch top layer that’s much softer and more porous, providing cushion and airflow. The company has discontinued the exact model we use, but its covered in a polyester fleece that’s soft to the touch, yet easily vacuumed clean of fur.
The bed is designed to evenly distribute weight, and minimize pressure points. Perfect, I thought, for my aging dog’s sore joints. But, when it arrived and I put on the floor in the bedroom, for unknown reasons, Wiley returned to the comfort of the couch in the living room. The extra-large’s 48-inch length ($319) just about fits Teddy, though, and she immediately claimed it as her own. She now splits time between it and our bed. A huge win for my back and legs.
I’d all but given up on finding something for Wiley, until I saw Gunner’s new Homestead bed. That brand makes the strongest, safest kennels for transporting dogs in the back of your truck, and I’ve been impressed by the quality of their dog bowls, training bumpers, and other accessories, too. The Homestead is made not from foam, but by a three-dimensional loop construction that’s impervious to liquids and provides support through tension. That core is then sheathed in a machine-washable fabric complete with durable zippers, and a non-slip base.
It shops uncompressed, and when the gigantic box containing a large ($300) arrived, I just sliced it open, threw it on the floor, and Wiley climbed right into it. Then, he fell asleep. That was yesterday afternoon, and he spent the entire night on the thing, and even returned to it for a nap earlier this afternoon. I think we found a winner.
What about Boo Boo? He’d never dare to touch his big sister’s bed, but has been sneaking power naps in on the new Gunner anytime Wiley’s not looking. That’s less time spent covering human furniture in white hair, which is its own kind of win. I don’t think we’ll ever try to force him out of our bed at night though, simply for fear we might fully discharge his battery.
Wes Siler on Montana public lands with his three dogs. (Photo: Corey Lynn Tucker)
Wes Siler, our longtime outdoor lifestyle columnist, likes dogs more than people. You can ask him for help developing your own healthy diet for canines or other questions around the outdoors through his Substack newsletter.
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6 Strange but (Often) True Ways to Predict How Harsh Winter Will Be

Thinking about a big snow year? These natural indicators—from acorns to caterpillars—might give you a heads-up before the first storm hits.
(Photo: Adventure_Photo/Getty)
Published September 3, 2025 03:03AM
For snow enthusiasts, the Old Farmer’s Almanac holds a mythical power. Published in late summer, these reports detail just how long and how intense the upcoming cold season will be and have become the unofficial gold standard for winter predictions. But long before we started listening to an aging guy with a pitchfork and a weather obsession, we looked to natural indicators for our long-term weather info.
These old wives’ tales prediction methods were likely more entertaining than accurate, ranging from the innocuous to the bizarre. Still, they’ve had some serious staying power. Not sure about throwing all your eggs in the Almanac’s basket? Here’s a few alternative ways to see what might be in store for the winter months ahead.
1. Mushrooms Galore, Much Snow in Store
A rhyme too good to not accept as hard evidence, this old wives’ tale points toward our fungi friends as the ultimate winter weather predictor. Your foraging season going a little too well? It might be time to start practicing those mushroom soup recipes, because it’s about to get real deep out there.
2. Thicker Woolly Caterpillar Bands
These fuzzy caterpillars are known for their colorful band of red-brown in between its two black ends. Some years, the black bands are thicker than the middle red-brown section, indicating an intense winter to come, or so they say.
3. Fatter Squirrels, Fatter Snowpack
If rabbits and squirrels look a little rounder than usual, they could be loading up for a harsh winter ahead. This method doesn’t necessarily work for humans, but it doesn’t mean many of us won’t give it a go.
4. Deeper the Mole Hole…
A popular old adage said that a harsh winter could be predicted by simply measuring your nearest mole hole. If it’s deeper than 2.5 feet, a nasty winter is ahead. Anything shallower points toward a milder cold season. The logic here makes sense, as deep freezes can solidify surfaces and make burrowing more difficult for underground dwellers. Alright, now where’s the measuring tape?
5. Mo Acorns, Mo Problems
According to popular amateur science, an abundance of fallen acorns means you should probably buy that insulated ski jacket. If you need any more convincing, a thicker-than-normal shell indicates a colder winter. That’s nuts!
6. November Holds the Key
This might be the strangest rhyme of the bunch, while providing the most solid predictions of the winter to come.
“Ice in November to bury a duck, the rest of winter is slush and muck.”
This lyrical ode suggests that November weather is the key for understanding the longterm winter forecast. A cold, icy November is often proceeded by a wet and messy winter. Ask many a backcountry skier and they’ll vouch for this, as early season cold can lead to big headaches in the traditionally snowy months.
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