In which local trails are explored and appreciated.
In which we go on a delightful day hike and enjoy the present.
In which we return to Shawnee, have three perfect sunny days, and remember trails.
In late October I went backpacking at Shawnee State Forest in southern Ohio. It had only been a few weeks since completing the Appalachian Trail, but in those odd days following my summit of Katahdin, every day of not hiking felt like a confused century. The opportunity to walk again—through a forest heavy with the …