Posted in March 2013

The mind of a thru-hiker: a scary place to be

The mind of a thru-hiker: a scary place to be

From the moment I decided to thru-hike the Appalachian Trail, my mother has provided unwavering support. She listened to my plans, encouraged me, and promised to send mail drop boxes all along the way. Then, the night before I flew to Georgia she finally said, “So, what will you actually be doing all day? You … Continue reading

A drop in the bucket

A drop in the bucket

A hundred miles. My friends and I have hiked over a hundred miles. On the scale of the entire length of the Appalachian Trail, it may not seem like a lot, but I assure you, we celebrated when we realized our accomplishment. Peanut, Techie, and I emerged from the woods at Dicks Creek Gap, and … Continue reading

An Auspicious Start

An Auspicious Start

I don’t even know where to start this post. The past several days have been a flood of new experiences, people, and sights. Should I first tell you about the people I’ve met? Matthew, Fresh Ground, Charlotte and Joel, Dumptruck, Peanut, Coyote, Bunny, Slow but Sure, Bud, Quaker, Karma, Ed, Jann, TechE, Sawyer, Brenna, Zen, … Continue reading

The Journey Begins?

The Journey Begins?

Planning an Appalachian Trail thru-hike has been one of the most stressful and exciting things I’ve done in a long time. Sure, there are life’s day-to-day anxieties that sometimes bog me down as well as the grander “What’s the answer to life, the universe, and everything?” thoughts (spoiler: it’s 42). But on August 30, 2012, … Continue reading

The mystery FruitChia bars

The mystery FruitChia bars

In November, I wrote a product review on FruitChia bars. True to the name, each all natural bar is made of fruit and chia seed, which come together to create a chewy texture and tangy flavor. The bars came in four flavors at the time: blueberry, strawberry, cranberry, and raspberry. Follow this link to read … Continue reading

Headless chicken checking in

Headless chicken checking in

Man, oh man, I really didn’t anticipate the response I got from last Thursday’s post. I was thinking of my last day of work as more of a step in the process, not the last step before falling into the abyss of my trek. I’m feeling a little sheepish, especially since I’m writing from Virginia … Continue reading