The state gave them the lease. They called their shop Mountain Crossings, and it took 10 years for them to make money off it. What they earned was the friendship and trust of people of all ages, interests, professions and levels of sanity, from all over the world. Some hikers sought a new self, others tried to escape their past. He hiked in her memory.
People have to have a driving reason to do it.
The Hansens have endured moments of sheer terror, too. The child's father, drunk, told Jeff his other kids were back on the trail. He found the two children in a tent 150 yards off the trail. For their service, the Hansens receive scores of letters and cards thumbtacked throughout the store. You are the ultimate trail angels.