Around mile 100 on the Colorado Trail I stopped hiking completely. Just outside of Breckenridge, where I’d quit hiking two years prior for a different sort of adventure. And yet here I was again, having lost faith in humanity somewhere in between. I camped there in the mountains for almost a month. Laying with mountain […]
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Frisco, Colorado
Never quit a long-distance hike on a bad day. That’s the rule. From Kenosha Pass to Highway 9 on the Colorado Trail was thirty-two miles, and though I’d only done a little over a hundred miles altogether, I knew I was done. The sickness that had slowed me down had finally passed, but it felt […]