I love this life. I sleep the satisfying sleep of the weary and bone-tired. My huge appetite is earned, and eating is such a completely satisfying experience. It should be. Yet another thing to think about as I continue southward on the Appalachian Trail.
Life is good.
Now, time to finish my hot chocolate, then get some rest. I first learned of this phenomenon in 1990. On that trip, I met Tina Seay, a new student who had recently taken a six-month honeymoon with her husband Greg. No, they hadn't gone to Europe, Nepal, or some other far-away place. Thus, in 1990, my own dream of thru-hiking the AT was born.