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Especially You
When we reached Julian I headed over to Mom's Pie House for a complimentary slice of pie available to anyone with a current PCT permit. The folks who
Learning and Remembering As I Go
I knew it was going to be rough at the start. I understood intellectually but forgot how that would feel in my body. My introduction to the desert.
Now We Begin Again
Gratitude for a beautiful start on the Pacific Crest Trail with tramily from the Appalachian Trail. Strider and I met at the San Diego airport after
Rough AT Reentry, New PCT Start
What happened? I stopped writing for the most part. Somewhere in the White Mountains. I shifted, immersed, experienced, delighted. Self
Glorious Handwashing, An Ode to Plumbing
“I’m getting used to the idea of washing my face with cold water!” Two 20 something year old women stood at the hut bathroom’s cold running water
Answers Questioned, Part One
I’ve had the pleasure and honor of being in the right place at the right time for two impromptu interviews on the trail. One interview was with the
From Neuroses and Anxiety to Routine and Monotony
I’ve been noticing some internal shifts. They happened slowly, then all at once. I love that quote, or misquote, from The Sun Also Rises.
Why Are We Doing This? Why Am I Doing This?
I was almost at the top of a ridge. I picked my way over rocks. The scent of honeysuckle and wildflowers surrounded me, filled my nostrils. Buzz of
Serendipity: Evolution of a Trail Name
I first heard the special language of the Appalachian Trail in the White Mountains. It was the early 2000s. A dear friend and I were hiking the
I Recommend Camping on the Side of a Hill for at Least One Night
I reached Cosby Knob shelter at about 6pm. One of my first 20+ mile days. I started the day at Icewater Spring shelter. The tenting area at Cosby