SOBO
Hard Times
After my fiancé, Kara, and family left, I spent another zero day with the SOBO Bubble in Dalesville. The rain and wind from Hurricane Ian was not inviting. I headed...
Blood and Tears in the Sierras
Day 83: 19 miles. Sonora Pass to Lake Harriet I woke up at 5 when the resorts generator went on but fell asleep again and slept until 06.30. I went...
Hunger Sweetens The Beans
A decision to push miles led to a realization that I may have miscalculated my necessary food supply. Some trail magic saved me from what would have been a very...
Threat Level Midnight
After a few longer days of hiking, I “took the weekend off”. In actuality, I still hiked quite a few miles… but I had two great friends who joined me...
Feeling high at the Sierras
Day 78: Zero in South Lake Tahoe All night there was some latin music played at the campground and there were dogs barking and people shouting. I read in the...
Mountain Mama
After a pleasant day off at home, I returned to the trail and entered Shenandoah National Park. I had heard mixed reviews about the park, but it turned out to...
Coasting Through States
I crossed the Mason Dixon Line after some memorable last days in PA. My home state treated me well, but I was ready to take on the South. Maryland seemed...
Ashes to asses in Nor Cal
Day 68: Zero miles. Burney to Old Station I had breakfast at the spooky church with Fish and Nine Beers and went then to do my groceries, laundry...
Spoiled
The PA trail magic continued for the next few days. After leaving Aaron’s house, the weather greatly improved. I managed to spend the next few nights in comfort. Below I’ll...
Bears and Tears
Day 63: Zero in Etna I woke up automatically by the sunrise and went to a breakfast at the local bakery. Some man was wondering that there were no longer...