Follow along as I plan my upcoming hike of the Pacific Crest Trail, with loads of information about gear, resupply, outfits, healthy eating and pre-hike training. Let’s do this!
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Follow along as I plan my upcoming hike of the Pacific Crest Trail, with loads of information about gear, resupply, outfits, healthy eating and pre-hike training. Let’s do this!
When I woke up this morning to a steady rain, I remembered the first rule of long distance hiking—Hike Your Own Hike. And I remembered my friend Pattie’s one rule of life—if it’s not fun, don’t do it.
So I said “Fuck it,” and went home. I’ll come back when the rain, the bugs and the brambles all stop.
I resigned myself to the fact that I and all my stuff would be at least a little, if not a lot, wet while hiking the BMT. But today I found there is something I love more on zero days than good food and clean sheets. Dryers set on high! If only I could crawl in and tumble around with my quilt. Nothing would make me happier.
Gear failure! I hiked in the rain for an hour and discovered my umbrella has a hole in it, which makes it periodically dump water down the back of my shirt.
I heard the hootin’ and hollerin’, presumably from people jumping in the river, but nothing could prepare me for the circus that surrounded said hollerin’. At least there was an ice cream sandwich to be found after wading through Tubing Ville.
I found the Holy Grail of bear bagging rocks. And I packed it out. I intentionally put a rock in my pack before hiking out.
So far, the Benton MacKaye Trail has been well-marked; well-maintained with only a handful of overgrown sections and zero blow downs. But it’s only Day 2 and anything can happen.
They try to put hikers in scrubs at the Top of Georgia Hostel. No thank you. Scrubs as loaner clothes is not exactly a selling point, IMHO.