This fall I stayed a couple of nights in the little town of Forks while hiking in the Quinalt and Hoh Rainforests. On my drive into town, I kept seeing signs like “Welcome Twilight Fans” but I didn’t know what Twilight was. When I checked into the hotel, the friendly woman behind the desk clued me into the wildly popular books.

I had a great time hiking in the rainforests with lovely scenes like these moss-draped trees in the Quinalt, so I decided to read the first book in the series even though I’m not exactly the target demographic — I am not now, nor have I ever been, a teenage girl.

Speaking of books, the other day I woke up early and couldn’t get back to sleep so I continued reading Fellowship of the Ring where I last left off. It was a cold morning and my electric blanket had turned itself off, so I basked in the toasty warmth of a Balrog.