Part one of a series on how to train for a thru hike (and why even bother when everyone else seems to “hike themselves into shape.”
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I am an artist who hikes. A hiker who arts. A traveller who revels in the journey without undue devotion to the destination. I hike to be somewhere, not to get somewhere. Thanks for joining me on this journey.
Expect reflections on long distance hiking, art-making on trail and off, hiking culture, nature and my undying love for backrests.
All tagged zero day
Part one of a series on how to train for a thru hike (and why even bother when everyone else seems to “hike themselves into shape.”
The rain started at 11:00 pm. Not a deluge. Just a steady, soaking rain. Unrelenting water falling from the sky and seeping into my tent.
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.