Living the dream

The dream of hiking the PCT percolated for so long that I didn’t step back to think about what being out here on this incredible trail would actually mean. I didn’t think about how good it would feel to get to walk all day every day and see sights around every corner that stopped me in my tracks. I didn’t think about the incredible humans I would meet, who would rack my body with laughs I didn’t know I had in me. I didn’t know that in four days, the kindness from strangers would make me want to cry. That a cold Budweiser and an apple from the back of a trail angel truck would make me realize how just how good people are.

Being on this trail, with these people, living this life is more than I could’ve dream of. It’s been a breath of fresh air. It’s coming up to the surface, looking back and realizing that it’s okay to step out and do things outside of the norm. That living is awesome and doing wild adventures with your favorite humans will change you in the best ways. I can feel my heart shifting, my body adjusting to this incredible lifestyle. I can’t believe I’m here with my brother doing the thing I’ve dreamed of for so long. It’s so much better than I could’ve hoped for. And seeing the joy on lil’ bro’s face while standing on a rock in the middle of the desert while watching the sunset with a group of new friends? That’s just the cherry on top.