It is devastating, I know. After setting out to complete the 2,600 mile trek from Mexico to Canada via the Pacific Crest Trail, I have learned that the completion of said task is far more difficult than I could have imagined. You may be shocked to learn that many thru-hikers will end up hiking
The “Hiker” Adjective
Out on the Pacific Crest Trail you will hear a lot of people refer to the "hiker" somethings. The somethings are being described by the word "hiker" to differentiate them from your everyday somethings. What are the somethings? Well, the three things you hear being modified by the hiker
Being Alone On The PCT – All Alone
Days out in the wilderness with only your thoughts for company - basically the perfect getaway. No dealing with other people, city noise, traffic, television, or any other of life's distractions. As awesome as I expected this life on the Pacific Crest Trail to be, it is also quite eerie at times
Keeping Busy Not Being Murdered On The PCT
"But aren't you afraid of murderers?!" It is the question asked most often by people picking me up while I am hitchhiking. It is also common to be asked this by people in towns whilst discussing the Pacific Crest Trail (and on a related note, people love telling you about the most recent bear
The Long And Winding Road
IT LIVES! Yes, the drought soon comes screeching to a halt as we resume our journey anywhere (which at the current moment is north on the Pacific Crest Trail). Trudging through the wilderness for the past couple months have proven unlike anything I could have ever imagined. Will I make it to
Stoves And Cooking On The Pacific Crest Trail
Cooking out in the wilderness can be an exciting daily event or a tedious unnecessary chore. Personally, I grew to hate cooking on the Pacific Crest Trail, and ultimately, I decided to go stoveless. Your choices when it comes to stoves can be narrowed down into two general categories: canister
The Sierra: A Sneak Peak
Although you will not begin to see posts regarding the Sierra for a few weeks, I am currently in the mountains and out of the desert (and let me tell you, the mountains are far superior). The following are some of my favorite photos thus far:
Dear Wind, Fuck You.
I really thought we had an understanding. Scorching daytime heat, you are on full blast. Attempting to set up tent and/or sleeping - you had best be elsewhere. I forgave you already for deafening me on my way to Cabazon, and even for blowing that poodle dog bush into me (I am still itchy); but