Hi, everyone! I’m a 63-year old romance novelist whose thru-hike was derailed by injuries last year. Now I'm back, inching my way along the remainder of the trail because, apparently, I'm too stubborn (or foolhardy) to give up. I hope you’ll join me on my trek.
Consider the case of Trail Dog: Three-and-a-half years, one knee and two ankle surgeries after beginning his thru-hike, he's back on the AT,
The verdict about my knees came in. The good news is that I don't have any stress fractures. The bad news is...I don't have any stress fractures.
For the past two weeks I’ve been languishing in hiker limbo, one part of me back on the Appalachian Trail, the other part here at home. It’s a
I've got to hand it to the White Mountains. In the battle of the mountains v. my knees, the score is White Mountains: one; my knees: zero. At least
Imagine that you've been hiking since dawn. It's now mid afternoon, and your feet hurt. Your clothes are dripping with sweat. Your legs, which
So we were sitting in a cafe in Hanover, NH, eating breakfast this morning when I suddenly realized that not only had I not showered or washed my
If I ever questioned the ability of a sunny day to lift my mood, that doubt is gone -- because the rain finally stopped this week. The sun came out
The fates are conspiring against us. Or maybe I should say they're conspiring for us, because oddly enough, every time we decide we're fed up with
We've received a lot of questions about the logistics of thru-hiking while we've been on the trail. Unfortunately, because of limited cellphone
Thru-hiking is a lot like childbirth. The minute it’s over you forget the pain, you forget the misery of scaling mountains with a heavy pack