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Day 23: Nary a Moist Footsie in Sight
Day 23: 22.3 Miles It is cold this morning, so I pull out my tiny stove and make my last packet of bulletproof coffee. I found the pouches under the
Day 18: Hiker Hunger, a Trail Name, and Forest Giants
Day 18: 15 Miles My body now processes all food by rapid fire. The hiker hunger is setting in. I can eat protein bars, followed by keto coffee with
Day 14: A San Jacinto Wilderness PSA
Day 14: 14.6 Miles Today was my first day on the PCT. Yes, a technicality would suggest I started walking from Mexico to Canada two weeks ago. But
No, Really. You Really Need the Clown Shoes.
Day Eight: 21.5 At 5 a.m. my first alarm sounds and I snooze it, knowing I need to get up so I have enough time to tape my blisters and finish
Windstorms, Europeans, and Pie
Day Three: Seven Miles I wake to a pretty pink sunrise, ready to tackle the first seven miles of the day that will carry me into Mount Laguna. A few
PS: I Already Smell Bad
Day Two, 16 Miles Last night at Lake Morena I slept a thousand years, cuddled in my blue cocoon, in my Copper Spur palace amongst the sea of Zpacks.
A Long But Physically Challenging Picnic
Day One, Yesterday, 20 Miles I woke at 4 this morning in my hotel bed, my first thoughts surreal. It's here. The time is finally here. I AM STARTING
Approaching the PCT: An Intolerance for Staleness
After nearly 24 hours on Amtrak's Empire Builder, the scenery finally becomes marginally more dramatic when approaching Williston, ND. Just as brown
PCT Prep with an Eating Disorder, A Process of Recovery
"I just ate cake for breakfast." This is the text message one of my best friends had to wake up to on her birthday, when she should have been
Thru-Hiking and the Human Condition
When I started traveling it was a quest for new experiences, and to see through fresh eyes. To honor freedom, aspiration, emotion, growth, and