Hello, Appalachian Trail fans! I am a native Pennsylvanian and 65-year-old backpacker who took on the AT in 2025, completing about 1760 miles of the trail before a tumble and faceplant on a boulder in Maine led to some facial fractures and my falling short of my thru-hike goal. With the help of my good friend Central, my 2025 hiking companion (and a thru-hike finisher), I plan to knockout the remaining sections in 2026. I am a husband, father, sibling, and retired lawyer and Coast Guardsman, all of which flavor my perspectives. Join me as I focus on completing the AT, and gaining insights in the process. And my trail name is “Hogmaw” - it is a Pennsylvania culinary thing. Really.
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Getting Better Trail Legs in New England
As of September 4th, I’ve finished over 193 miles of the 338 I need to complete the Appalachian Trail. However, these miles do not include the
Back on the AT … in Vermont
After many months and a rudderless summer, I am on my final segment of the AT: Vermont, New Hampshire, and 20 miles of Maine. This part
Trail Days, Trail Magic, and Other Stuff
It has been an unusual summer, one where I’ve primarily interacted with the Appalachian Trail in tangential and indirect ways. This will soon
Reclaiming Virginia
Central and I headed south on Interstate 81 from Pennsylvania on April 13, 2026, for what turned out to be a nine-day trip to central Virginia.
Hogmaw’s Do-Over
My name is John, and my trail name is “Hogmaw,” a titled derived from the Pennsylvania German dish of a baked, stuffed pig stomach. I am a
Through Maine, Katahdin, and Off the Trail
Since my last update I have experienced incredible highs and lows (yes, I realize this sounds like a promo for ABC’s Wide World of Sports). I am
Flipping to Maine, and Tensions of the Trail
Central and I are taking a zero today, August 29, at Shaw’s Hiker Hostel in Monson, Maine. We are holed up at this great facility, preparing to
Slogging Through New England
When I was briefed on blogging for the Trek, I was warned that bloggers often have a lengthy gap or two between blogs, and one just needs to accept
Heat, Slackpacking, and West Point
Often, daily hikes differ from what has been planned. Weather, damaged equipment, and sore feet are typical culprits. But in the nine days since I
Pennsylvania: The Challenge of my Home State
I was born and raised in Pennsylvania. I eat scrapple, chicken corn soup, and my favorite sandwich is lebanon bologna on a potato roll. I retained my









