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I was in disbelief after crossing the Maine State Line. Reaching the final state felt surreal. I had been warned that thru-hikers feel they’ve crossed the finish line and are often overwhelmed when they realize there are over 200 miles of trail remaining....
I know this post is cutting into the journey–but, a video was posted on the vlog a few months back showing what exactly I carried in my pack. I mentioned adding a list onto the blog including links to the gear I used. Thankfully, a reader just reminded me that I...
I was absolutely thrilled to be out of the White Mountains. Giddy, even. I had conquered what was rumored to be one of the most rigorous stretches of trail. Unfortunately, not all of my new hiker friends made it through. The last time I saw a handful of them was...
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I woke up on the floor under a table in the dining area of the Lakes Of The Clouds Hut. Blinking away sleep, I could hear my fellow hikers crawling out from under tabless and slowly shuffling around. As I stared up at the bottom of the table above me,...
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On September 14th, I woke up from a restlessness night of sleep to another frigid day in the White Mountains. After finally talking myself into crawling out of my sleeping bag, I stumbled around and slowly packed up my minimal belongings. It appeared as if the sun was...
I woke up on September 10th in the Carriage Motel in Lincoln, NH. My original intention was to return to the trail. But, I could hear rain and I was in no mood for hiking in the mud considering my dangerous trek down Mt. Moosilauke the night before. So, I decided to...
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