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Begins: Jul 15, 2012
Date: Tue, Jun 26th, 2012
Start: Pine Grove
End: Stonehouse Road
Daily Distance: 25.3
Trip Distance: 25.3
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Back on trail
After being ripped to shreds with indecision, I decided to do a several day section hike through Pennsylvania to test my previously broken body, as well as my mental, in the hopes of finding the answer to my questions: Should I hike again? And if so, what? South bound was the only real option so late in the year... But could I handle a South Bound PCT trip alone, or was a social AT hike more practical? What about the Air Force? Was there still time, or would I be planning for a large section hike?
Perhaps, with a few miles under me, my heart would find the answer...
Upon begining my hike at Pine Grove, I met a man named "Here and Now" who had come from Tenessee. He told me that i had the appearence of someone who had decided to leave everything behind and head into the woods. Considering my lay-off from Volvo, and the state of uncertainty that plagued my life back home, he was more than accurate. Not long after, a guy of my own age came crashing out of the woods and thanked me for passing by. He claimed that he had left to take a poop in the woods, and while doing so had lost the trail... until he had seen me. His name was PJ, because he was wearing pajama bottoms, which he had cut off into shorts (Not even an hour into it and I already had stories to tell!). I hiked with PJ for an hour or so, and also met another hiker named "Murph" who said that he knew me and had read my AT journal from 2011. It was nice to know that my presence on the trial had not yet been lost to the woods.
I hiked alone into the day, and unexpectedly found myself overwhelmed with joy. The trail felt...so right. It was home, and I had found it again. I was happy.
I passed many familiar sights, and arrived in the town of boiling springs where I met a man named "Coach" who had hiked the PCT. He said that a Sobo attemtpt this late in the year would be tough, but possible. He said that it was worth getting at least a piece of, and, for today at least, I feel he is correct. Why not have myself a slice? And to support this arguement, I was already going to Washington State to be the best man at my friend Garrett's wedding in a few weeks, couldn't I just jump on from there? I could at least knock out state or two... and wasn't this shorter hike already whipping me into shape, like boot camp for the PCT?
Realizing I had energy to burn, I pushed on and out of Boiling Springs, while remembering all of the good times I had had in the area during my thru, the memories rushing back. I ended my hike near a stream afer a whopping 25 miles on the first day. It would seem my trail legs had never left me. I spent the night stealth camped along a cornfield, the leaves cushioning my back.
Pacific Crest Trail - 2012
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
and now I'm hiking South Bound haha
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