My sixth post for “The Making of a Thru-Hiker” column (in Women’s Adventure Magazine): Who’s Out There Besides You?
For the first couple of days of our hike of the Pacific Crest Trail, Porter and I didn’t see another soul. But on the third day, we sat down in the middle of the desert for lunch and watched a dusty figure approach across the vast sandy expanse of cacti and sage. Porter and I looked at each other. The trail had begun to feel like our own private universe, and we liked it that way.
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