So despite my best effort I finally managed to summit Katahdin on September 8th.
Normally after summiting Katahdin and finishing up ones five month thru hike of the Appalachian Trail one would have some idea of what to do next. I mean its not like I didn’t have plenty of time to think about it.
But I suspect that like a lot of other thru hikers out there who spent so much time on the trail, living trail life day in and day out, that I simply denied the very fact that this would all somehow come to an end.
Then it happens, and a quick bus ride later I’m back in the Bucket. Pawtucket, Rhode Island that is, with no place to go and it turns out nothing much to come back to. You see I sold my car and put everything I owned in storage at my families house. My car is still sold, duh, and all those boxes have gone missing. All of my stuff, including the thumb drive with the first 1,500 pictures from my hike have disappeared into a strange sort of alternate dimension where the transition back home is a smooth and chaos free experience.
Normally I would suspect that a hiker would trade the freedom of the trail for the security of home. I just seemed to have missed out on the security part. I have actually stealth camped twice since being back, something that was unthinkable before the hike.
Things will change soon enough I’m sure, they just need a little time, a lot of work and whole hell of a lot of money.
In the meantime I’m missing the freedom.
… but enjoying the electricity.