CDT
The Continental Divide Trail – The PhD of the Thru-Hikes
Salt Lake City, Sunday Jan. 13: While working on a grant for my PhD dissertation, I thought about the saying of "The CDT - The PhD of the thru-hikes." In...
My Final Days on the Continental Divide Trail
Glacier National Park is nearly empty this time of year. A few locals visit, driving around to witness the change in seasons. After a couple early-October snowstorms, the clouds retreated...
An Early October Storm in Glacier
I met a couple other CDT hikers in the otherwise deserted village of East Glacier. After spending Saturday night at the Backpackers Inn, Windscreen and I relocated across town to...
Walking Through the Bob, Waiting Patiently for Winter
The hills burn in color, autumn becoming a dying season. Reds have mutated into burgundy and purple. What were once glowing, golden yellow leaves whither into a shade of mustard. ...
Changing of the Seasons in Montana
Upon arriving at MacDonald Pass, I stuck my thumb out and began my 100-mile hitch to the city of Missoula. Took me three separate rides to reach my destination yet...
Road Detour and Returning to Trail
Out of Leadore, I got a hitch to Bannock Pass and began my 156-mile road walk around the two fire closures that were lurking off to the west. Most of...
Walking in Between Montana and Idaho
The trail continues to toe the line between Idaho and Montana, the state border coinciding with the Continental Divide. Meanwhile, the weather toes the line between seasons. During the exposed
Into Montana after 17 Weeks on the Trail
Currently I lie in the grass under shade of a tree in Lima, MT. I am enjoying a zero today before the next stretch takes me into Leadore, ID. The...
A Stroll Through Yellowstone and into Idaho
The scenery through Yellowstone changed greatly from end to end and I am glad to have gone so slow through such an unique area. The outskirts of the park consisted...
Doctored in Dubois and Back on the Trail
I ended up taking a total of three zeroes in Dubois before hitching out Saturday afternoon. Each morning I rose from the motel bed and took my first few steps...
