Day 6 Current Location Ranchita Bodega, Ranchita, CA Miles Hiked 101.2 Miles to Go 2,554.0 Percent of Trail Completed 3.8% Pssssssssssssss. Crap, I knew what that sound meant. It meant that it was going to be a long night. I had just laid down in my tent, ready to rest after a long day in …
‘Twas the night before thru-hike, when all through the camp, Not a creature was stirring, each ready to tramp; Their backpacks were packed by the tents with care, In hopes that adventure soon would be there; The hikers were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of mountain tops danced in their heads; The …
Below is what I am taking on my upcoming thru-hike of the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT). It is common for bloggers to post their gear list before beginning a big hike, but I’ve noticed they are often not very detailed. I wanted to show the nitty gritty, down to my toilet paper and tube of …
The southern terminus of the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) is located on the U.S.-Mexico border in the town of Campo, California. In a few weeks I will touch the small monument that stands there, marking the beginning of my 2,650-mile journey to Canada. For 5 or 6 months I will have my sights set on …
Crunch Time I am one month away from starting my Pacific Crest Trail (PCT) thru-hike! I am planning to begin at the Mexican border on April 8th, but because I have big travel plans between now and then (more on that in a later post), I only have a few days before I leave home. …
I Didn’t Need This on the AT! Adjusting my Gear for the PCT Read More »
This article originally appeared on The Trek, which you can read here. As I prepare for my PCT thru-hike, I have been focusing on physical fitness. When I’m home in Virginia Beach, I’m in the gym every day. That’s fine, but it’s pretty monotonous and doesn’t very closely replicate the conditions of hiking. However, I …
This article originally appeared on The Trek, which you can read here. The mountains around me were breathtaking but I could only see one thing. The iconic sign on the summit of Mt Katahdin was in sight. It had been a long arduous journey. I had survived the icy temperatures in Georgia, a bear encounter …
Fellow thru-hikers had told me there was another trail out there—in the mysterious West. A trail that wound a serpentine path from Mexico to Canada. A true wilderness without the excessive people of the Appalachians. A trail that forged its way through barren desert, crossed 12,000-foot-high passes bathed in snow, and followed a crest of …