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Castles Made of Sand (Week 2, Part 2)
North Carolina kicked me in the teeth, then in the nuts, then it pissed on me, the first rain we'd seen on the AT since starting.
Castles Made of Sand (Week 2, Part 1)
If, as Einstein claimed, space and time are relative, then sore feet are the mechanism by which time and distance dilate.
What’s in a Name?
It's life stripped down to the bare necessities.
Thru-Hiking as a Metabolic Scalpel: A Case for the Trail as the Ultimate Body Recomposition Tool
Let's start with the numbers, because I'm not interested in dancing around them. 237 pounds. 40.6% body fat. 96.4 pounds of fat mass. 133.9 pounds
Week One: Everything Hurts and I Have No Idea What I’m Doing (So Far, So Good)
Laozi said that the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. The journey of 2,200 miles begins with 600.
The Right Tool for the Job
One of the greatest open secrets about the Appalachian Trail is that you start the hike before you ever even reach the trail.
Confessions of an Expected Failure
Bookmakers would place long odds against my summiting Katahdin.