It’s That Simple

“When I get home, I’m going through my closet and getting rid of everything. I have so much clothing and things I don’t need.” I had paused outside of the little shop at Abol Bridge to say hello to several thru-hikers I’d met in the 100 Mile Wilderness of Maine. They had begun their hikes in GeorgiaContinue reading “It’s That Simple”

Landing on my Feet

It’s funny how I blow up certain fears in my head leading up to a big event. It’s as if I can imagine all the things that go wrong, I can somehow prevent myself from being surprised or control the outcome. The things I felt afraid of going into the Long Trail ended up beingContinue reading “Landing on my Feet”