June 26, 2025 Campsite at mile 2647.3 to northern terminus at the Canadian border (Nobo mi 2655.8; Sobo mi 0), then back to Hopkins Lake (Nobo mi 2649.4; Sobo mi 6.4) 14.9 miles It’s a pretty morning when I wake just before 6. Mixed clouds and sunlight again. I lay down after my routine early …
Tuesday, July 19-Wednesday, July 20 (We’re going to call this one long day) Getting to the airport is easy; saying goodbye to England is not. We hop on the Heathrow Express and watch the city fade, then we’re in the land of security and brightly lit perfume shopping hell. After some amusing people watching at …
I miss writing about the trail every day. I miss posting things on the Internet and having people read them. I'm not on a thru-hike right now, it's true, but there are still so many words inside me that are itching to get out. That's why I decided to start a newsletter! It's called Somewhere …
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July 19, 2022 Peavine Creek Campsite at mile 1432.7 to campsite along dirt road at mile 1460.5 27.8 miles We wake early, planning for a 31 mile day. Secretly, I really do not feel like I am capable of this. My feet are hurting and I just don’t feel up to the task. But I …
I've been distracted recently. I suppose in a way, everyone has been distracted recently, but I really feel all over the place. I'm normally very goal-directed, and I have, for the most part, always known what I wanted. It feels like I'm losing that, though, and I don't like the feeling. A friend recently asked …
Battelle Darby Creek Metro Park - Columbus, Ohio December 5, 2021 I spend a lot of time hating on winter. I had a rough adjustment back to Ohio and Kentucky winters after living in Arizona for three and a half years, and I think that first shock has stayed with me. But over the past …
In which we go on a delightful day hike and enjoy the present.
In which I reflect on the three months since the AT and share one more trail entry.
In which every last moment is appreciated, friends are loved, and Katahdin is reached.
In which I sniff trees, hike big mountains, and make it through with the help of my friends.
Sarahmarie Specht-Bird 