Florida Trail: January 8 – March 8
I apologize for my lack of updates during the last 700 miles of the Florida Trail. Honestly, so much has happened, and I can’t possibly update you on everything. But, they say a photo is worth a 1000 words…. so, here’s 2000 words:
On March 8th, Estero and I finished the Florida Trail at Fort Pickens on a beautiful, sunny day.
What did I think of the Florida Trail?
I enjoyed the Florida Trail, but it still involved a lot more road-walking than expected. Sadly, I developed shin splints (from the pavement) around mile 400, and there was a lot of Advil consumption. It was rough, but I was still able to complete my thru-hike. Luckily, things are healing quickly after just 10 days of resting at home. I will soon be back to “normal”.
It was all worth it. There were many wonderful aspects to hiking the Florida Trail. It was an amazing experience to thru-hike in the winter. Where else can you complete a long-distance hike in January? I camped under palm trees, encountered alligators, wild boar, armadillos, and a bobcat. I hiked thru swamps, ate fresh oranges in central Florida, and collected seashells from the beach at the end. I felt alive.
The majority of the trail, I hiked with a bubble of 4 other hikers, and we ended up having a great time together! We were spoiled by trail angels, who took us into their homes, cooked us dinner, slack-packed us, and allowed us to rest. I am so thankful for all the trail angels and trail maintenance volunteers who helped us along the way. Thank you for everything!!
I met so many amazing people in Florida, but I’ll just tell you about one of them:
700 miles ago, I met a boy with deep blue eyes, a kind soul, and feet which love to explore. We spent a lot of time hiking together, and finally, after 22 days, I found the courage to hold his hand. We joked to strangers that this hike was our first date.
We are currently planning Date #2.
It’s going to involve hiking…
Pacific Crest Trail. 2,650 miles.
Mexico to Canada.
I admit that I’m a little terrified. And not just because of the mileage, mountains, and desert. It’s not going to be my hike– or his hike– but our hike.
In less than a month, we will be standing at the Mexican border and beginning our long journey north. I can’t wait to go on this exciting adventure with him, and to see where this path leads us.
To Canada. And Beyond.
Call us crazy, but in the end, nobody dies wishing that they had spent more time working.
A few of my favorite photos from Florida: