I'm Lily and I'm headed out on the Pacific Crest Trail this season! I'm hoping to experience as many miles as is meteorologically, climactically, physically, and legally possible. I've spent a lot of time hiking on the East Coast and am eager to see what the West Coast throws at me. Happy hiking!
Posts
Day 7: Warner Springs! (Miles 104.9-117.3)
Triple Digits! Yay! Despite passing the 100-mile marker the sixth day, Warner Springs seemed like a more important milestone. I'd sent a resupply
Days 3-6: Routine Routine (Miles 34.3-104)
Nothing of Note? Yes and No I thought I was going to do a daily post! On the trail! Foolish lady. I actually find the daily posts quite boring
Day 2: Walking, Thinking (Miles 15.4-34.3)
Toxic Plants and People My first night's sleep wasn't the most restful. There were helicopters all night, small critters rustling through beds of
Day 1: Let’s Start This, Shall We? (Miles 0-15.4)
In Theory, It's Quite Easy Before beginning this northbound jaunt I envisioned ample time for pursuits of the mind. After all, how many hours a day
Day/Night Zero: The Journey to the Journey
Nervous For the Wrong Reasons I keep thinking of the line from Back to the Future, when Doc says to Marty: "Roads? Where we're going we don't need
Something Old, Something New: Pre-Departure Thoughts
Tightrope Walking Between Dorm Life and Death, a.k.a. Hiking in Your Prime I find myself thriving in my mid-thirties, which is generally seen as a
Hashtag Goals: Setting Intentions for the PCT
Hiking is Hard, and More Than Enough Completing a trail, whether it's 26 miles or 2600 miles, is a challenging and respectable goal, to say the
Pre-PCT Stuff, Like: Hello! (Part Two )
The Logistics A mere Google search does not a plan denote, though, and with the P.C.T. the permit is the obvious obstacle to declaring your hiking
Pre-PCT Stuff, Like: Hello! (Part One)
A Circuitous Route Like so many aspiring thru-hikers, my Trajectory-to-T-minus-ten-days-to-Trail-Time has been neither smooth nor short. My original
The Cold, Hard Facts of Finishing. And Now What?
I left Marion, Va., on Wednesday, Nov. 16, and arrived at Springer Mountain on Tuesday, Dec. 19. That’s 34 days, two of which were zeroes in Hampton,