I don’t know where I’m going, but I promise it won’t be boring.
Let’s face it, not every moment in life is blissful, but when you’re a hiker, things are just that much better.
Walking has always been my passion, my solace and my truest love. My earliest memory is of singing while looking down at my feet as they carried me along a sidewalk. When we moved from the New York suburbs to the New Hampshire countryside, I was often lost for hours exploring the woods and fields. Though it wasn’t until my dad took me to Yosemite when I was thirteen and I played my flute on top of Half Dome, that I realized just how far my feet could take me.
I have hiked trails long and short, and have found my love growing only deeper over the years. While I don’t know the number of miles I have walked because I walk every day to and from work – and just about everywhere else as I’ve made walking a complete part of my life. That is why I try to put my feet on some spectacular spots in the world as often as I can. Here are a few stats:
The longest all at one time? 2000+ miles on the Te Araroa and beyond in New Zealand.
The shortest “thru-hike?” 70 miles on Minnesota’s Border Route Trail.
The most beautiful? The John Muir Trail in the California Sierras.
The most bad-ass? Definitely the unmarked Drakensberg Traverse in South Africa/Lesotho.
The scariest? The Paria Canyon with its fifteen miles of slot canyon hiked solo in winter.
Where would I go back right now if I could quit my job? Certainly, the Karakorum in Pakistan.
Anything else you’d like to know? Follow the blog and drop me a line to tell me what you’re walking. Maybe we can meet some day.
Finally, I’m headed off now for the Pacific Crest Trail. I’ll start in Washington at Hart’s Pass, walk north for 30 miles to touch the end, then head south as far as I can get. Stay tuned for both written and audio updates.