Whenever I would go hiking with my mom and my sisters growing up, we would each have our own sandwich bag of trail mix in our backpacks, next to our ever-available water bottles. This mix always consisted of nuts, peanuts, M&Ms, and raisins–except for my younger sister who hated raisins (why do raisins get such a bad rep?). This little bag was the powerhouse that kept our little legs trudging on– that and our mom coaxing us along with, “Just a little further”.
Now, whenever I decide to hit the trails, I always bring with me a bag of trail mix as a snack. I rarely bring any other food with me. Some things are not likely to change.