I’ve read way too many books about thru-hiking the Appalachian Trail and I thought I was burned out on the subject. But this one tickled me. Just the right mix of suffering and humor; a healthy dose of appreciation for the beauty around her; and some internal struggles as she found herself kicked in the guts time and again by the trail. She got back up and tackled it again, every time, and that was cool to read.
I’m sure there was some of the endless naming that I’ve come to dislike about trail blogs: who she met, what their trail names were, what they ate, etc.,, but I don’t recall it getting tedious. Sometimes I think every thru-hiker feels they have to name every person they met along the trail so they won’t forget them all. Or hurt their feelings for leaving them out. That’s fine for he/she or them, but boring as heck to the rest of us.
But I don’t remember that here. Good, very good, trail
blog.
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