Light Hearts and Heavy Packs: A Journal of the Pacific Crest Trail
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Light Hearts and Heavy Packs: A Journal of the Pacific Crest Trail
A journal of my journey from Mexico to Canada on the Pacific Crest Trail. To sit and describe to you what this journey meant to me, I could never put into words. I never thought I would hike across the country and I never dreamed I would meet a man that I love and respect so deeply. I moved to California a couple years ago searching to fill this void in my heart. I had settled for so long that I turned into a person I didn’t recognize. A constant seeker of adventure, I finally decided to take the leap and left everything I knew behind. With the support of my family and friends I moved across the country and started over. On that journey I met Eric, with his magnetic personality, his dry humor and sarcasm, we instantly became friends. After a year in Yosemite we tossed around the idea of another “adventureâ€, and adventure is what we did when we embarked on a 2,650 mile adventure from Mexico to Canada.
This journey has challenged me in every possible way, physically, mentally and emotionally and allowed me create a deeper connection with nature, myself and Eric. I fell in love with the trail and all that it entails. The scenery, the people, the places, getting lost, the stories, the laughs, waking each morning to a new day, setting up a new “home†each night and sleeping beneath a blanket of the most incredible stars…never wishing to be anywhere else but right there in that moment.
To tell you it was all great and there were never any tears would be a lie but when it’s all said and done, I would pack my things tomorrow and head right back out there. It is a sense of freedom that not many experience, it is being one with the things around you and realizing that we are a very tiny part of this incredibly large world. It gets in your blood and makes you thirst for more. It is freedom and beauty in every sense of the word. It is hiking to the highest peak and looking at what’s before you but never forgetting what’s behind. It is a million different smiles and a million different tears, blisters and mosquitoes and the most unimaginable sunsets, raging rivers and desert skies. It is the trail; it will live in me forever. I cannot honestly say that there is a single day that goes by that I don’t think about being on the trail. It is a feeling you cannot fully understand until you’ve been there. So here is my journal, the closest thing I can give in terms of putting it all down on paper. Read and enjoy with an open heart and mind.