You can call me Legs. I completed my first thru-hike on the PCT in 2017, officially caught the bug, and now spend my days navigating the real world and daydreaming excessively about how awesome the CDT would be this year. When I'm not hiking you can find me hiding amongst the ski bums of Telluride, Colorado.
This time last year, I started walking toward Canada on the PCT. I walked into camp that first night with as much dignity as I could muster,
It was a scorching summer day in Southern California. I was taking a break underneath a large tree, elevating my feet to provide my poor extremities