What’s in Your Pack?

(It’s tacos.) But we’ll get there. Recently, I have had a case of the post-AT thru-hike blues. We’ve all heard about it on the trail from those you meet who are back out there visiting. You spend 7 months of your life free to do whatever, whenever you want. No obligations to anyone or anything,…

That One Time Treasure Hunter Got Tased

A re-telling of what has become a classic story. While thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail, you can find yourself in places you never expected to be. Sometimes its a naturally formed rock cave, sometimes its a ladder going into someone’s cow pasture (complete with curious cows), and sometimes its the middle of the street in Port…

Treasure Hunter’s Fungi (Part One)

On our trip, Treasure Hunter carried the camera. A 400 dollar water-proof, shock-proof camera that he found at the bottom of the Chattahoochee river, I might add. Of the billions of photos he took, two things (okay, three), pop up the most often: geodetic survey markers, me (<3), and fungi. Lots and lots of fungi. Treasure…

The Leap

[Reflecting on the first scary moments of our thru-hike] “Were you ever scared?” The most frightening moments on the trail happened before we set foot on AT dirt. One was months before we left home, and it occurred in the safety of our own kitchen and in our warm 4-walled house. It didn’t require a…

The Next Brave Thing

We did it! We finished what we set out to do; a feat I never fully accepted would happen in my mind. It’s hard to imagine the past seven months as a trip because after so long it just felt like our lives. And now all of that is going to change. During the last…

A SOBO Bubble, a Timeshare, and a Good Cause

At long last and with great trepidation… we entered the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. And just like every time we’ve entered a National Park on this trip, it started to rain. For four days. But just like our time in the Shenandoah National Park (AKA Joaquin’s Reign of Terror), all the hikers in the…

An Appalachian Trail Thanksgiving

Circumstance and the trail have put us exactly where we needed to be on Thanksgiving day. Because we had to backtrack to hike the section we missed while I was hurt, we found ourselves rolling into Hikers Thanksgiving in Hot Springs, NC with the sweat still drying on our backs. Miss Janet is a legendary…