Hi, I'm Mo! I'm a curious gal with too many hobbies just trying to make the most of my (hopefully) 4,000 weeks on Earth and experience them with strangers and loved ones along the way.
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On Collective Effervescence and Pooping in the Woods, Part 2
I summited Mt. Katahdin on August 30, thus finishing my 2024 Appalachian Trail journey. Here are some stories about the people and places that made this last section feel so special.
“Connecticut is Her Own Lady”
I saw a FarOut comment today that said, “Connecticut is her own lady.” I agree.
It’s About Time I Saw My First Bear
I accidentally followed a bear on my way out of New York.
A Strange and Wonderful Nero
Day 108: Hemlock Springs Campground to Graymoor Spiritual Center Smushing my rolled up rain fly into the front pocket of my backpack, I caught
0/10 Would Not Recommend Hiking Through a Heat Wave: Days 101–107
My first real heat wave on trail was brutal, especially as I was already feeling burnt out from Pennsylvania. With the help of my support system, I took a few days’ break from hiking to rest up before carrying on.
Pennsylvania Brought Me Back to the Present Moment (Plus, 100 Days!!)
In no other section of trail have I felt as present as I did in Pennsylvania.
A Tree Almost Took Me Out on the Appalachian Trail: Days 87-93
I was hiking down some rocky steps thinking about my upcoming shower when I heard a loud rustling above me. At first, I thought a bear was in the tree. But then I noticed the tree was moving. Not just moving — it was falling! I froze…
I’m (Spiritually) Halfway to Katahdin! Days 80–86 on the Appalachian Trail
Said goodbye to some of my tramily and covered lots of ground!
Silkworm Chandeliers and Skyline Drive Sunrises: Days 75–79
Between heat and homesickness, Shenandoah National Park ended up being a real challenge for me, but it created space for lots of reflection.
Wet Shoes and Trail Magic Beers: Days 71–74
Some days end with pruny fingers and wet tents; others end with stunning sunsets and trail magic beers. You’re probably going to hear a whippoorwill singing into the night either way.