As things are wont to do when you’re in your 20s and a year has passed since you’ve written, so much has changed since my last post. After being forced off the PCT because of Lyme, I returned home to help my mother with her new business, eventually recovered, visited
Anyone who has ever had a hiking partner knows how special they can be. Hiking partners are people you can stand to spend “23.5 hours a day” with. They’re the ones who are able to lift you up when you’ve fallen, physically or emotionally. They’re the ones with whom you
It became apparent that I was among kindred spirits — people who could understand my having five addresses in eight months, people who admire the latest outdoor gear and are roughly the age of their cars — when the first day of our course began with introductions, which included the place we each “receive mail.”
Earlier today, I was talking about the PCT with some friends of my family, and they started asking me about the terrifying wildlife I might see along the trail. Their worries were of encounters with rattlesnakes, scorpions, and bears. Honestly, it’s not those creatures that make me anxious; if my
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