
Hello and welcome! The name's Morgan (they/them). My trail name's Captain Blogger. I'm 25 and I have spent most of my time since graduating high school doing outdoor seasonal work to get me out of the Midwest. What can I say? I love the mountains. I'll be attempting a NOBO thru-hike on the Appalachian Trail starting March 2024. Those who enjoy a sense of humor, deep thoughts, and discussion of the taboo, follow along my journey as I stumble and slide my butt to Mt. Katahdin (or the next burger joint). I'll see ya there!
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I Challenge You…
2024 Attempted Thru-Hike Reflection It's hard to believe that over a year ago, I was preparing to thru-hike the Appalachian Trail. The only
Why I’m Quitting the Appalachian Trail
By the time you see this, it will have been roughly three weeks since I decided that my thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail has come to an end. I did
Day 72: Trail Days Part 2
Morning Plans I was surprised by how well I slept. It was still quiet for the most part. I'm sure most were partying into the early hours of the
Day 71: Trail Days Part 1
Different Morning Chores I was kind of surprised when I woke up at 6:30 that there was a good amount of conversation going. I stayed in my tent
Day 70: Headed to Trail Days!
The Wait Today was a day of excitement. I was headed to Trail Days. I once again woke up early and dinked around on my phone waiting for the 8:00
Day 69: Trail Day Outfits and Hanging Out at the Kroger
Staying Another Day The day started at 3:30 in the morning. I woke up to go pee and I just couldn't go back to sleep. I instead read for an hour and
Day 68: The Chaos of No Plans
Change of Plans It was a very restless sleep. I was only thankful that I didn't have to climb down the top bunk to go to the bathroom last night.
Day 67: Dragon’s Tooth and the Burrito Afterwards
This Section of Virginia When I woke up at the usual 6:06, I actually got up and started the day instead of trying to sleep in. It's mentally
Day 66: The Keefer Oak and Sniffing Dogs
A Better Day I woke up not sure what I was going to do. The desire to call for a shuttle to the nearest hostel was a tempting one. That thought
Day 65: Bloody Arms and Self Reflection
A Grumbily Morning The only reason I tented was because it wasn't supposed to rain. It rained. That's an understatement - it poured. I sleepily