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Mile 904: My First on Trail Blog
I have learned that thru hiking creates a different relationship with time…. and it takes up more space than I expected. Not just physically, but mentally and spiritually.
Holding The Pose
I’m a few days away and I keep trying to categorize this threshold state into one box, as one feeling instead of something that keeps changing form with many feelings. It’s a mix - logistics on the surface and the deeper pieces flowing underneath it all.
Sleep System: Gear That Keeps Me Rested
Out of all of the gear I carry, my sleep system is the one I rely on the most no matter the distance I am backpacking - lightweight, comfortable, and reliable. If I’m not recovering well at night, the next day’s miles feel twice as hard.
One Month Out: The Yoga of the In-Between
I am one month out from stepping foot onto the Pacific Crest Trail – and that has its own kind of wild: liminal, electric, uncomfortable, sacred. I keep trying to imagine that first step, I know it’s coming. I know it will be real. I just can’t quite touch it yet. What I can feel is this strange, stretched-thin in-between. My wild thru-hiker friends light up when I talk about the trail. I can see the thrill in their eyes, they are living through me in some capacity. I feel like I am carrying all of our collective anticipation in my pack already.
The Trail Began Before The First Step
I assumed the trail began at a monument - at the start of something official. I thought it began with miles, with steps, with my pack on my shoulders and a long line stretching into the distance.But somewhere between the quiet mornings in the backcountry and the weeks I spent walking myself back to life, I learned the truth: the trail begins long before I would even step foot on the Pacific Crest Trail.