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”
Disclaimer: if you are butt hurt by discussions of feminism or choose to believe that women do not have bodily functions, you should close this blog.
I mean personally I think you should close it and then go learn how to be a functioning member of society, but I’m biased. In any case, you’ve been warned. Continue reading “Lady on the Trail”
The days are a blur. I couldn’t tell you what day it is at this point. I am fully engulfed in these hills. The only time we know the days of the week are days we make it to a town. We resupply and if we’re lucky sleep in a bed. Then right back to trail. Its a relentlessly viscious cycle. But all in all our hearts are still in it for the long haul. We’ve had some time off trail for trail days in Damascus, Virginia and spent some time with my brother Shane in Tennessee. We’ve drank to toasts given by trail legends and rubbed elbows with hundreds of people who have actually done what we are trying to do. But above all else and besides all that fun, we still have a couple thousand miles to complete. Because after all we are not thru hikers until we complete this entire trail.
So therein lies the question. When do we feel the need to give up? When will we hit that wall? And beyond that what can we do to defuse this time-bomb?
The routine is life now. Up at 7am Breakfast. Pack up as quickly as possible and walk as long as possible, most days 10+ miles. Dinner at 7pm. Bed ready by 730pm and food hung 8pm. Repeat. We’re in the groove now. We’ve got our towns planned to get the most of a zero day and Madison kills it when it comes to eating out here so I consider myself the luckiest guy on the trail. I just carry what she tells me and we keep hiking on. The last sign we passed a few miles back said 1,914 miles to Katahdin. Seems daunting considering what we’ve gone through just 270 in the first month and a half. We’re still slower than most but we’re still out here.
Most people drop out before Hot Springs, NC. We’ll be there tomorrow morning…. AND we’ll continue on the day after that, weather permitting. We still have more miles to catch and smiles to be had!
PS. We now have trail names. Now, I’m Tramp and Madison is Lady. I think it fits!
Stay tuned kids! We’re just getting started! -Tramp
So that tent issue we had. It sucked. But, honestly, what was worse was the complete lack of concern we got from every person we spoke to at REI. We went with that tent because of their phenomenal reputation for helping thru hikers in tight spots.
Day one from springer to hawk mountain shelter. All in all around 9 miles total. It was a rough 9 miles. More strenious than any other hike we’ve yet to do together. The most difficult hike I’ve ever done in my life and thats before you add the 40 lbs I was carrying… Turns out mountains are tough. Who knew?
We keep on learning our ability to push each other goes far deeper than we imagined. We make a damn good team if I do say so myself. All in all we made it to the shelter, tired, but we made it. We immediately started learning. Little things like, set up your tent promptly upon arrival. Because you know, rain and stuff. Once we set up the tent in a slight drizzle the rain stopped. Madison cooked and amazing dinner of noodles, summer sausage and cashews. We made new friends and like clockwork, when the sun went down every one retired to their sleeping quarters.
Then there was rain…. Continue reading “Embrace the Suck”