thruhiking
Days 178-180 New Hampshire: The Presidential Range
On our last morning at the Ski Lodge, we enjoyed one more delicious breakfast sandwich from Wayne's then said goodbye to Jeff and see you later to the other hikers....
Colorado Trail: Te Amo
Lights and shadows. Inspiration comes, sometimes unbidden and other times because it's been chemically induced. Then it goes, as predictable and rhythmic as the tide going out. Or the arrival...
Week 20: Pacific Crest Trail Days!
A Week Off I take a full week off trail. My timing was a little off. If I were to continue at the pace I was going, I would make...
Week 19: Rainier, Family, and Friendship!
Mount Rainier National Park! We're off into our next National Park! It's a little late start out of White Pass, but the trail is so well graded that the miles...
Week 18: Washington Heat Waves, More Fires and Goat Rocks!
Entering Washington An extra half day is taken in Cascade Locks, Oregon. It's the start of a heat wave so we'll set out later in the evening. Most of our...
Colorado Trail: Lights and Shadows
My spirit felt uneasy. The dissonance between my own aggravation and my idyllic surroundings seemed to compound my sense of alienation. I reminded myself that emotional troughs usually follow psychedelic...
Days 167-171 New Hampshire: Hanover to Moosilauke
After crossing the border we walked through the town of Hanover aka the Dartmouth campus. We bee lined for the post office, easy to spot because the place was crawling...
Week 17: Mile 2000, Fire Closures, and Returning Home
Three Sisters Wilderness Now reunited with old friends, we all continue forward together. As much as I do like the solo hiking, it's fun being around other hikers. We're now...
Pox & Puss 10th Anniversary Bonus – Eric Rudolph and The Appalachian Trail Bandit
We are only a few days away from celebrating the Pox & Puss Podcast's 10th anniversary. So, in honor of that day, we bring you some b-b-b-b-bonus content from In...
Colorado Trail: Into the San Juans!
I was poised at the edge of sleep but awake enough to discern the songs of winged insects when another sound came into my consciousness. The rasp of labored breathing,...