I broke down in public at breakfast today. I just miss my Ma so much. And I miss the trail. .
Since leaving the PCT, I feel I’ve been just barely treading above water to survive. I feel a terrible disconnect not only from society, but from myself. I feel lost. And I went to the trail to find myself again. This foot wide path that runs from Mexico to Canada was saving me. It was giving me exactly what I was searching for; self love, confidence, mental and physical strength, faith in humanity, appreciation and gratitude for my people and for life. Since coming home, somedays I feel ALL of that has been ripped away from me. .
In 2 weeks, I turn 30. It seems to me that’s when I really need to learn how to be an adult? I’m VERY bad at adulting. Between health insurance, car registration/titles, new bank accounts, I’m overwhelmed. I’m lost. I don’t want to do it. Questions I’d normally ask my mom, I can’t. Why can’t I just go back to this trail where life was so simple. And so peaceful? .
Here’s some photos of Benson Lake (Yosemite). This lake was 0.5 off trail, most hikers would walk past it and never see this spot. One hiker told me about it (2-Pack) and when I arrived it was just him and myself. I jumped in this lake immediately upon arrival and came out and screamed “I’M SO DAMN HAPPY RIGHT NOW! Nothing could make me happier!!” I had only hiked 13 miles that day. But In this moment I believed I was exactly where I needed to be. It was the MOST bliss & peace I had felt in a long time. 2Pack and I laughed, and enjoyed the pure,clean beauty that surrounded us. We embraced the primitive and rugged beauty of the trees that surrounded us and gave us temporary shade. We even named these trees ourselves! There was NO pollution. Clean water. Sounds of only birds, trees whisking in the wind and water hitting the white sand. To our surprise no mosquitoes. And a perfectly sunny day.With the sun warming our skin after a dip in the brisk water. We would later learn NP Rangers call Benson Lake the “Sierra Riviera”. I think of this day often. I remember how thrilled I was immersed in only the company of the natural world. When it was simple. When I felt most alive.
Life on trail was extremely fun, but not always easy. The long miles, the lack of comforts, and the pure exposure to the elements can really test you. Thank you @omealsus
for your consistent support through this journey. Sometimes a hot, nutritious meal can be just what you need to lift your spirits and keep you going. 🤗
I felt like I was back in elementary school playing The Oregon Trail with this sign. I didn’t know which one to choose at first but thankfully I did not get cholera or dysentery when I made the choice to Ford the river...
8.12.18 | Pacific Crest Trail
Happiest when there’s a tune in my head and a guitar in my hand🎶
The plan was to be in and out of Etna but ended up taking a zero and doing work-for-stay at Cate’s place. This was a common theme for the entire PCT, we were just too good at towning 😂
"Hot cocoa and roasting marshmallows. They’re what hikers want.” .
📷 || PCT life from @dstonkin
☕ || BOT 700
Spend enough time on trail and you become part of it. Hiked probably over a 1000 miles with this guy and ended our hike at the monument together. We got the reputation of acting like an old married couple giving each other shit every chance we could. But in all truth Gray is an amazing person and someone I look up to. Not just because he’s taller than me but because he gets after it. Taking action and doing what most others only dream about. This old man was probably in better shape than 99% of people on trail. He chews loudly, sweats like nobody’s business, speaks like @matthewmacconaughey
and looks like Jesus, but he’s a true man of the outdoors. Happy to have hiked with ya Hermit, we made a good team. Hope to do it again sometime. #takemorepicturesofhikers
Harley H. Prouty (1857-1916) @jacobsmarijo
had spotted an old path off the PCT in the Obsidian Limited Entry Area, opposite of Obsidian Cliff. Visible from the trail- but a short traverse- posts a plaque facing towards Mt Washington, Jefferson, Three-Finger Jack, and even Hood on the horizon. Mr. Prouty was a Lover of the Mountains, frequently expressing his wish "that his remains should repose amid the mountains he so loved." (Mazama 1917) The location of the plaque is no mere coincidence, as it is the place where he was inducted into the Mazama brotherhood and where he set off to accomplish the first recorded summit of the highest pinnacle of the North Sister, six years later. 101 years ago it was noted that this plaque was erected on "the most natural line of travel for those visiting the Three Sisters region", only to become further cemented as a beautiful sight on the Pacific Crest National Scenic Trail.
burrinjuck dam would usually be buzzing with family campers and water sport enthusiasts. But when it was snowing, i had it all to myself. funny that.
Here’s a picture of me looking hella goofy with Wonder around the end of Yosemite. It was one of the lowest points for me on trail and I had been battling thoughts of quitting for several weeks. But after I rounded a corner and saw him I had such an amazing feeling of relief. At the time I really didn’t know how to help myself feel better and I had almost given up enjoying my hike. But it turns out all I needed was an hour spent laughing and appreciating the wonder of where we were. That little bit of time really turned things around for me, and it’s because of the people (and smiles) like this that I was able to continue.
I continued on and would soon see Cheeto and Ruby (@marielfeider
), more great friends from the desert, and in the next town I connected with a group I would stay with for the following 300 miles, many of which stand out as favorites of the hike.
Whenever I’m asked what the hardest section was I always say Yosemite. But looking through my photos tonight I’m reminded of the people that helped me through it, and I can’t stop thinking about how wonderful the whole thing really was.
#pct #pct2018 #hikeon #wheredoyouroam #TrekthePCT #owenwilsonwow
This is from the day I did my first 40 miler. It turned out to be one of my most favorite days on trail, simply because I had to go through harsh weather, skip trail magic, and endure what felt like broken feet. I was so proud of myself at the end! And I still am. Next I gotta try one of those 50 mile days or something. 🤪 ANYWHO, the video from this day is linked in my bio and I would love it if you watched it and shared your thoughts! What is your next big goal!?
I did it, we did it - IT HAPPENED! 🙌🏻 2,650 hiking miles later and the Pacific Crest Trail has been endured ! I can’t believe this day has finally come. I can remember how nervous I was to depart on this journey, it feels like just yesterday. The number of amazing people I’ve met on and off the trail has been so incredibly inspiring, not to mention this handsome man by my side. I have so many fond memories I will truly never forget. Thank you #PCT
for being as unique as you are - bringing people together, helping us to find ourselves and bring clarity to the things in life that matter, all while teaching me to be grateful for this beautiful land, its native inhabitants, and all of its diversity. ❤️
Sending some Love out to my Hiker Trash family, wherever you are in the world.
This transition may be testing you, pulling you back into the mindset and patterns of your past life.
Leave those patterns where they died.
See it for what it is, and remember all that you overcame and accomplished.
The trail has forever changed you.
No matter how far you got, or how many miles you hiked, you committed yourself.
You put your trust in your body, and in the path.
Knowing that it would lead you to exactly where you needed to be.
Keep moving forward.
You will surely reach your goal.
It is during times that you are far outside your element, that you experience yourself the most
i remember this morning so viscerally.
6, wake up.
i text mum to remind her about the farrier.
even out here i can’t escape all the humdrum of modern life.
the wind wraps around me, carrying droplets that cling like leeches.
but in the putrid weather, just as every other day. my legs keep up the rhyme. like clockwork.
new text message. from uni, semester results. i pass all my subjects, just. i think about how only a few weeks prior, i was in a hall surrounded by the whirs of frantic law students, hunting through pages of notes.
that sound. it is irreplicable.
all of a sudden the rain and wind and cold doesn’t feel so harsh, but more like cashmere.
maybe because i realise why i’m out here, in wild’s grasp.
A contrast to our wandering in the Sierras. #trekthepct
184 days 4/17/18 Mexico to 9/26/18 Canada and finishing up the middle section I skipped on 10/18/18... it was a great journey. I was so glad I got to visit the Canadian border with some of my favorite people. The victory lap out of Hart’s Pass was nice for reflection on the whole experience and it was fun to cheer on the hikers going the opposite way to the border. I really am going to miss the instant bond that I had with other hikers working towards the same goal. I am grateful for the friends I met on trail. I can’t wait for the next big adventure! 🧦🧦🧦
It’s crazy to believe that a month ago today, I was standing on the border of the US and Canada, elated and exhausted after walking 2,650 miles. Now I stand at Mile 209.5, waiting for dirty hikers to roll through and feed donuts and beer. I feel at home, as though I’m about to pick up my pack and hike the day away. The nostalgia is real and I miss the trail everyday. After completing this journey, I feel the excitement for heading out into the unknown once again. For now though, it’s time to be an adult and go to work. #trekthepct #trailmagic #givingback #pct2018 #mexicotocanada #nostalgia #thetrek #sanjacinto
Shine bright like Obsidian!
My pack is stacked full of Mickey D’s in this pic, but it still wasn’t enough. The trail angel that hosted us in Wrightwood gave us a lift back to the trail the morning of day 109. It was a nice all-day downhill on a ridge looking west. The smog cleared enough in the distance for us to see the LA skyline, the Pacific Ocean, and the Channel Islands. The day was chill, and me, Juju, Salty, Relish, and Alpine Pat ended it at a McDonald’s at Cajon Pass that was basically on trail. Me, Salty, and Relish attempted the Mc70 (packing only McDonald’s food from Cajon Pass to Big Bear), but McGriddle’s were too tempting and we quickly failed the challenge the next day. We hiked 2 miles past McDonald’s that night and had another chill day the next day. We’re skirting along the outskirts of the greater LA area, so there’re signs of life everywhere. We finished day 110 at Deep Creek Hot Springs, a natural hot spring on trail. The 5 of us had good soaks with the locals, and had even better sleep. I even woke up early to get one more soak in in the morning before the sun came up. Day 111 was an all-day uphill, but it was so gradual that it wasn’t really noticeable. We tramped over the rolling hills and camped with some section hikers that gave me and Relish snacks since our Mickey D’s was all gone. That was last night and it was pretty miserable. We all woke up with frost on our quilts and got on trail at 4:30 because walking was preferable to laying in a cold tent. We were in Big Bear eating Denny’s (honestly wish it was Waffle House) by 8am this morning. Life is good. 266 miles to go (with a little road walking)
#pct #pacificcresttrail #trekthepct #pctsobo #pctsobo2018 #pct2018 #pctig #thruhiking #hikertrash #ultralight #pctcalifornia #california #latechishere #tinypack #cutepack #cuteboyswithcutepacks #palantepacks #freethehip #socal #silverwoodlake #desert #la
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Being just days away from finishing the trail is surreal. It has been a long journey but rewarding in every possible way. ❤️
Here’s what my morning camp breakdown typically looked like.
big news kiddos. in just over 5 months this clusterfuck of a ginger canberran will be heading to the u.s. to hike 4000 km from mexico to canada. watch out pct, prepare to get full cheryl-strayed, straya style 🇺🇸🇦🇺
2,652++ miles completed on the PCT! It was a great end to an epic journey, champagne and bubbles. I am so glad that Ace joined me for the last 200 miles hiking back home to Tahoe. I am feeling so many things right now but mostly I am exhausted and my feet hurt. Thank you to everyone that I met on the trail, I made so many wonderful friends in the class of 2018, let’s all keep in touch and keep sharing our adventures... Socks/Sockstomistic is off trail for now, taking a couple hundred zeroes... ❤️🧦🦖🐻🐕⛺️🏔
Fall in the mountains and bobcats in the valley. Thanks for sharing this adventure with me! Now, it’s back to hiking. Happy trails everyone. Love, Merecat @landromeda11 #thetrek #trekthepct
Imagine if you got a view like this every time you walked to your kitchen sink to fill up a glass of water. That’d be tight. •
Photo by: @rebekah_jolie
Cartwheels for 2,000 miles! My video from this day on trail is up and linked in my bio. I would love for you to check it out! This day really made me love my body. 2,000 miles!?!??? I don’t even like flying 2,000 miles. 😂