A Life of Extremes
Less than a week ago, I wanted to cry from constant, cold rain. Then, about a day ago, I had trouble breathing because of the smoke.
Fortunately, it was my first time dealing with the smoke on the PCT from the horrific fires that are plaguing the NW, but when the wind changes direction, there is no choice but to roll with the punches and safely carry on.
That’s what I did. That’s what most thru-hikers have to do. With an objective on our minds, I’ve noticed NOBOs, especially, are plowing through their last sections with caution and grit.
It’s fascinating for me to notice, as I am only 350+ miles into my SOBO thru-hike, the extremes I have already dealt with.
Trail life certainly is a life of extremes.
Different people are being affected differently, and I am lucky to be relatively inconvenienced, as of yet. I will continue trekking on. I’ll re-route, if that’s what I’m forced to do, and most importantly, I’ll stay safe. 2300 miles to go … Mexico here I come.
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