Turns out being up front about leaving from day one doesn’t make it any easier.
I had significantly less time with this group and, perhaps because I 100% knew I was temporary and so did they, there was definitely more care to toe the line of professionalism. It was, in some ways, a less emotional departure, but not in the ways that mattered. Continue reading “Back to the Real World: Part 2”
Oh Damn. This ish is tough. I mean TOUGH. Seriously one of the most difficult parts of this hike has been the dogs. Granted, there are two of them, but just in case you were thinking of attempting a thru with your pup:
THINK CAREFULLY. Of course you want to have your dog with you, but doing so completely changes the parameters of your hike. If you are not willing to make every single decision on your hike with your dog as an important factor, then you should not bring them. Continue reading “Hiking with Dogs (so far)”
So we’re just going to do this as a nice little listy list. I’ll try to get pictures of the gear I don’t have photos of, for those of you who are interested. There have been a few major overhauls, and then several weight based switch outs. Continue reading “Gear Updates and Changes, 800 Miles In”
I keep finding myself here: awake at three in the morning. Charlie is wedged in the crook of one elbow, Dylan to my right, Bandit licking at himself on the floor.
The side of my foot hurts. I trip a lot. Probably stepped on a rock the wrong way. That’s going to be annoying.
I don’t know why this is always where I end up. I guess it’s the Virgo or the Pastry Chef or the Mom in me that can’t stop running through the list of things to accomplish in so very, very little time.
I keep unclenching my jaw, though I don’t recall clenching it to begin with. My dentist would be disappointed.
My stomach hurts. Though that could be from the cake. I just had a birthday. I’m twenty-five now. Continue reading “Here We Are Again”
For over four months now we’ve been out on the trail. For these months we’ve carried everything we need to survive in the bags we carry on our backs. Before we left I packed everything I owned into 9 boxes and put them in Madison’s mothers garage. Now a days I think to myself. What am I going to do with all that stuff in those boxes? I obviously don’t need any of it to live. Continue reading “Life in a bag”
When we first set out to do this crazy Journey I often had Daydreams and being out in the middle of nowhere. Alone, with no one around for miles. Let me be clear this is not the case. We have met hundreds of thru-hikers and hundreds of day and section hikers plus the dozens upon dozens of Trail angels and all around great people who truly love the trail. In one day we met over 30 Trail maintainers who volunteer their time and sometimes money just to make our time on the trail suck a little bit less. Continue reading “Community”