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Sort of an Odd Child
My mom said I was sort of an odd child growing up. I didn't fit in well with other kids, and I held a track record for being the idealistic, dreamy
A Little Rainy Luck and a Send-Off
I've heard it's good luck for it to rain on your first night of the AT. I suppose it's assurance of your safe arrival in Maine when it pours. The
Retiring the Red Lipstick for Six Months on Trail
I've washed off what remains of the red lipstick that has become my signature. Today will be the last night for a while, and my last night at home in
Rain, Hearts, Trail Names, and Adventures to Come
On rainy days in Tennessee, I like to sit in my room listening to the pitter-patter of rain trickling down the roofing as I gorge my belly with
Wearing Your House: Selecting My Gear, Part 2
There's the matter of what one will be wearing on such an excursion. Your entire life is on your back. It certainly brings life to the phrase "the
Packing, Part 1: Six Months of Wilderness Living
Choices have been made. It’s surreal and exciting! You're packing; your feet begin tingling for trail. You can almost taste dewy, morning air and see