1+ day, 1+ hour ago   (721+ words) It wasn’t raining in Trout Lake as twenty hikers loaded into two trucks, though it had been for the previous three days. It wasn’t raining at the trailhead, either, which was much higher in the mountains. It wasn’t raining in…...

20+ hour, 30+ min ago   (979+ words) That wasn’t the only thing that stuck with me from Weary Feet, though. I also got a chance to call home and talk to my wife. We were now locked in on having her pick me up from wherever I…...

21+ hour, 30+ min ago   (231+ words) I’ve had 4 different visitors join me during portions of my thru-hike. Having friends and family join can be both exciting and daunting. Exciting because I miss my loved ones and cannot wait to reunite with them and show them what…...

4+ day, 4+ hour ago   (1206+ words) In 1992, The Historian attended a speech President Jimmy Carter gave at the Southern Historical Association held in Atlanta, GA. When Carter ascended the podium, he looked slowly and carefully at the audience and said, “Hello All You Rich people out…...

1+ week, 5+ day ago   (360+ words) From (mile 2562.1, elev 3580) To (mile 2575.1, elev 1600) High Bridge bus stop (Stehekin) 13 miles With a goal of taking the mid-day shuttle, I woke up at 5:30 and got out of camp by 6:15. Shoe Goo was at the official camp site 1/2 mile down…...

1+ week, 6+ day ago   (374+ words) Today it was finally time to conquer Mahoosuc Notch, a patch of trail that is notorious for being the slowest and hardest mile of the entire AT. I guess all the hikers were eager to get started, because when I…...

2+ week, 3+ hour ago   (707+ words) 15.4 miles From Sitkum Creek (mile 2514.5, elev 3800) To Milk Creek (mile 2527.7, elev 3492) Climb 3756 Descend 4104 Weather: 46-65f sunny After stopping early yesterday, I got plenty of sleep and was awake by 5:30. But I still wasn’t terribly fast getting out of camp. I ate…...

2+ week, 3+ day ago   (350+ words) “When you travel, you find yourself Alone in a different way, More attentive now To the self you bring along, Your more subtle eye watching You abroad; and how what meets you Touches that part of the heart That lies…...

2+ week, 4+ day ago   (191+ words) I’m officially home from the trail. Well, trails, more accurately. A sunrise on the AT in Maine. A sunrise on the CDT in the Winds. I’m curious how this double content thing is going to go. I hope I haven’t…...

2+ week, 6+ day ago   (841+ words) After breakfast with Toolman, he left Ice Cream and me to go find Frito, who—after splitting from us at Creede—had suffered his own set of misadventures through the weather, including getting stuck for a while in flooded Pagosa....