“I would give almost anything to hike north again… Like most hikers I know, we all feel the pains of Spring every year when our anniversary date nears.”
–Aswah
I don’t know why, but today it hit me hard. Real hard.
It’s not even my anniversary date today. I started on March 1st of 2004, so by now I’d…in fact I know where I was. I was a day north of the NOC. Hiking toward Fontana Dam. Three and a half miles into my day, I realized I forgot my Precip and pack cover at the shelter. After hiking a mile or so backwards, I ran into Takoma Tedd, who had grabbed them for me once realizing they were mine.
Why do I remember the exact date that happened!? fIs this healthy??
I hurt right now. Part of me wants to yell. Part of me wants to tear up. Listening to Radiohead isn’t helping.
How do you do it? I mean, how do you get THROUGH these days? Haha…I mean…I don’t even know what i mean. I want to get in my car and drive to western Mass, the closest the trail gets to me, and just lay in the middle of it…do my best to just wrap my arms AROUND it. Breathe it in.
I envy those out there right now. I envy those waiting to begin, counting down the days. I envy those who do it over, and over, and over.
I’m in a decent job now, much better than my last job experience, with a really good company. My boss loves me, and wants to mentor me. She’s convinced I can go anywhere I want to in this company. It’s nice to have a boss that believes in you like that. And I’m pretty convinced I could have a decent future WITH this company. And yet…I fear this may only delay the next time I GET OUT THERE. I don’t just mean the AT. It could be any trail. Or any long-term adventure.
Maybe i just needed to let this all out. Maybe someone has insight. Advice? Empathy? Tough Love?
Thanks for listening, anyway. Those of you out there or about to be out there, relish it. Enjoy each juicy, delicious bite.
Leki-Less