PCT mile 2449
Four months ago today, I left the California-Mexico border by foot. I looked north on that day and took it all in with a big breath and a mind full of excitement, awe, and wonderment. I knew then I could never imagine or predict the experiences that would unfold in front of me.
I no longer have months or even weeks ahead of me, merely days. As every day comes to an end, it is hard to wrap my mind around the fact that this journey is almost over. It brings sadness to me that my days are numbered. The wilderness and trail have become my home. It is where I feel peace and comfort on a daily basis. I have learned to carry only the essentials I need to live this simple life. There is very little I miss from the civilized world, because I don't need it out here. The wilderness has become a part of me, my soul and passion, or perhaps it always has been a part of me, I just didn't know it.
I am eternally grateful for every mile of this journey, the memories, the people, the views, the sites, the weather, the towns, and everyone back home cheering me on and supporting me...keep it coming, just over a week, this is where it all counts and comes together for a grand ending!!!