Growing up in the south as a displaced northerner, I've never been able to fit in perfectly anywhere. After subsisting on little more than dirt and pennies as an AmeriCorps and SCA intern at Bear Mountain State Park, I rekindled my love for all things green, dirty, and 100% natural. Follow my adventures as I head northward on the Appalachian Trail on February 27. I promise I'm sort of funny.
Posts
Counting Chickens
Im looking forward to walking more than two thousand miles, multitasking, and obsessively budgeting my money, so that I can make it back in time to stand at my sisters side as she says, I do.
Near Mania
When I seriously started researching for my thru-hike I thought I would just skimp on my gear. I came across a $300 gear list and saved it to my prep document, thinking This is it! Im done with my gear list!
Back in the Saddle
I saw white blazes everywhere. And my heart died a little more every time.
Reasons and Answers
He just doesnt understand why I would want to spend six months straight in the woods, digging cat holes and hanging my food in trees. But thats okay. He doesnt have to understand. And neither do you, my family, friends, or unfortunate stranger who has stumbled across this blog (Im sorry. Im very sorry).
Quarter-Life (almost) Crisis
It just came out. Like word vomit. He shouldnt have found out like this. It was probably the worst possible way to find out in his eyes.