There is magic everyday on the trail, be it from the silence and fantastic moment of solitude and sudden realization of how good life can be.
Its the cold beer in the stream crossing, its the box of chocolate hanging in a shelter with a note saying “Enjoy…-hikername–whatever year–”
Its that stranger appearing out of nowhere when your batteries go dead at 3 in the morning during an all night hike, and they just happen to be night hiking and have extra batteries.
Its the feeds, the caches of water in NY and out West, its the smiles and words of encouragment you get when you need it most.
What it isnt, is free food that people expcet to get and when they dont they get that old rejection cheated feeling.
Nothing worse to me then the hikers who complain about not getting any trail magic…thats just ridiculous as it comes when it is supposed to come, some expect it at every road crossing, but when it is there, it is fantastic and appreciateed, just dont expect it or ever think you deserve it…and by ‘you’ I dont mean you personally, I mean the overall you.
I have noticed in the last few years how much worse the "I deserve trail magic because I am thruhiking’ attitude has been…that needs to pass.
Whats great is the people who are the most open, unassuming and unexpectant get the best of magic, because they dont look for it, and when it happens, they truly appreciate it.
and the people who do trail magic are fantastic folks, so treat them with love and respect when you meet them.
Thats why its magic, because it just happens!:cheers
Lion King