The journey to PCT SOBO completion…

…and the journey wasn’t a straight line.  Allow me to share what the past 7 months have been like.

In Dec of 2021, I “completed” the bulk of my PCT SOBO journey. Over 2k miles, in 5 months time. It was tough, but it got done.

Not gonna lie, I felt invincible… until I didn’t…

– 1 week after finishing my hike, I visited my mom in MA, who was in a nursing home over the holidays

– a week later, on New Years, I got Covid.

– two weeks after that, my mom dies an accidental death (under investigation)

– a month in MA, handling affairs (and I experience all sorts of the ugliness that death brings out amongst family)

– upon returning to CA, I begin doctor visits and treatments relating to my condition(same my mom had, though she didn’t die directly related to that)

– mid-April, my uncle was tragically killed in an automobile accident

– end of April, I break a bone in my foot getting off the couch and I’m in a boot

– mid-May, I am told my landlord is renting the main house and I’m forced to move from a house that I lived in 8.5 years

– June, I find a place to move and uproot life

– mid July, I get cleared by PT and my podiatrist, and get the ok to get back on trail

– also mid-July, I turned 40

– July 18, I’m on a one-way flight north to start my SOBO trek

…and here I am today.  A couple weeks in, over 175 miles completed, and miraculously, I am ahead/south of the fires that are popping up in Oregon and NorCal.

How much is one person truly able to handle?   I’d like to throw up a white flag and say that the first 7 months of 2022 have been enough!

I’m fortunate to be back on trail, where life is more simple!

Walking. Re-supplies. Pack weight.  Town food.  Yes, please.