Day 08

Day: 8

Date: 15 Apr 2018 06:05PM PDT

Location: Camping near mile 164.8

Today's Miles: 13

Total Miles: 164.8

Woke up early to grab a hitch back to the trail, but our arranged ride was way late. Ended up staying for breakfast at the cafe instead since it was so cold the night before and a cup of coffee sounded pretty good.

Managed a ride back to the trail from a woman who is slack packing her husband'a hike. Very nice of her to drive a few of us back, makes it easier mentally and physically.

Long day of elevation gains. Wasn't too hot temperature-wise, but still a tough day. Hiking with a friend from the AT for a day or two who is still getting her trail legs, but even I was beat so quite a few of us stopped early.

Small pack of us at a campsite overlooking the valley and Lake Hemet. Beautiful spot, played an Israeli dice game, sat around chatting wating and watching the sun set.

Idyllwild tomorrow.


The Trek Continues

It has only been a month since I returned from the Florida Trail, yet I find myself once more away from home, a small backpack with my hiking kit the only possession to my name.

It's time to start walking again. I have returned to the Pacific Crest Trail to complete the last 1,000 miles left to walk.

I will be hiking northbound from the USA/Mexican border, stopping at Sonora Pass outside of Bridgeport, CA, the spot I left trail last summer to return home and spend time with my wife and our new daughter.

After 5,000 miles of hiking, this has become almost routine. The home preparation, the inventorying of gear, the checking and double checking. The travel, the waiting, the arrival in the right part of the world.  But even as I write I can feel a twinge of the surge of energy that comes from setting foot back on a long trail, knowing you'll be walking for quite some time.

I love my family, and respect the hell out of my wife for allowing me he time and space I need to reorient myself when things get much too rough in my mind. She's an incredibly strong, proud woman who sacrifices much to give me these opportunities.

I pray that whoever reads this gets what they're looking for. Whether it be vicarious living through my story, advice and mistakes to avoid, or just plain ole pretty pictures to look at.

Join me for another trek.


Hike to Live

As the name of this website suggests, I hike for reasons atypical to most.

I left for the PCT with full intent to hike the entire trail, knowing in the back of my mind that returning home early was a definite possibility.

The circumstances under which I would return revolved around the fact that my wife was *very* pregnant and would be giving birth while I was on trail. 

I wasn’t present for the birth of our child, mainly because of some serious doubts I had about whether or not I would be able to connect with our daughter.

I left home because I was contemplating suicide. After 72 days on trail I was able to return home.

1,600 miles in, I was able to make the decision to return home, mentally come to terms with the fact that it was the right thing to do, and successfully maintain some semblance of balance, at least in terms of what’s normal for us, upon return. 

This is why I hike. I cannot put my finger on *exactly why* it helps, but suffice to say, leaving home and being out including the in the wilderness for long stretches of time enables me and my family to better manage our lives post-trauma. 

I will be returning to the trail in the spring to finish the last 1,000 miles of Southern California. 

I hope you join me.