I'm Thirteen! My hobbies include walking immeasurably long distances, binge watching classic horror films, and avoiding most human contact. I hiked SOBO in 2019 on the Appalachian Trail and became addicted to the free-flowing lifestyle. "Normal" life and "post- trail readjustment" didn't work out so well for me the first time around so this year I'll be blogging from the Benton MacKaye Trail!
If you have been following my blog, you might remember that I left off camped at mile 88.5. After racing down a mountain in a brutal attempt to
I remembered a fact I had heard long ago- most people die of hypothermia in 40 degree weather. They get wet and can't warm up and drift away, maybe they don't even realize that they're dying. I thought about my sleeping bag, wasn't it packed with my wet belongings? Would I survive the night?
June 15th, 2019. I stood atop Mount Katahdin staring down a trail that winds through one of the oldest mountain chains in the world at 1.2 byo. I
Next camping trip I vowed that I would enjoy my meal sans stove. All the better for sleeping bag snacking...
It's Dreaming Season I have long since left the mindset of a normal human being and now only think of things in terms of weight, necessity, and
"Does your husband know you're out here?"... When I close my eyes, I can still feel the blood rush to my cheeks and the stutter on my lips as I struggled to find an answer. The truth was that no more than 3 days into my Southbound thru hike of the AT I was struggling with the massive undertaking that is walking all the way from Maine to Georgia.