Hello there! I'm Taylor. I've been a zookeeper, a dolphin trainer, an English teacher. Sometimes I'm a writer, a poet, an adventurer, a hiker. I like to push limits and face my fears. I love doing things people tell me I can't. I love to take my dog, Dobby, along with me. We have just successfully completed thru-hiking the Long Trail and are trying to remember to shower every day.
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Never Trust a Fart and Other Nero Activities: Long Trail Day 12
I groggily stir awake to the sound of rain on the shelter roof and the feeling of dampness. I open one eye and glance toward my feet to see rain
A Growler when Bear-ly Awake: Day 11 on the Long Trail
At 1 a.m. Jon and I are awoken with a start. Something big is crashing unsteadily up the stairs into the shelter. Bear! my sleeping mind
Don’t Feed Wild Hikers: Long Trail Day Ten
Puffer Shelter, where we spent the night, is a three-sided lean-to facing east at the top of a cliff. I set an alarm the night before hoping to see
Facing My Fear on Mount Mansfield: Day Nine on the Long Trail
Dobby and I wake up in Taft Lodge, situated near the top of Mount Mansfield on the north slope. Though we anticipate an epic sunrise, the horizon is
The Day I Hate Hiking: Long Trail, Day Eight
I wake up and leave Sterling Pond Shelter at 9 a.m. After barely an hour Sarah and John catch us. The trail descends into Smuggler's Notch and
Making Friends on the Trail: Long Trail Day 7
Unfortunately, day seven begins with me locking both Dobby and myself out of our hotel room when I take him for a walk. The door locks automatically
Eating Your Weight in Food and Other Zero Day Activities
To see my previous post about the Long Trail click here. Over the course of the entire thru-hike I took two zero days and two nero days, when I
A Trail of Magic: Day Five on the Long Trail
It's a town day! My first thought when I wake up. Followed quickly by less than four miles and I will be back in civilization. Four miles is
Butternut, Laraway, and Maple Syrup: Day Four on the Long Trail
We wake up at 7 a.m., cursing myself for not waking up to my 6 a.m. alarm. I want to get an early start today since we have almost fifteen miles to
Washed Out in Devil’s Gulch: Long Trail Day Three
I wake up to the sound of rain on the tin roof of the lodge. A lot of rain. Normally this would have been a welcome sound, the sound that