On Blood Mountain
The very name felt ominous

The very name felt ominous

On a tough day, fog infused the woods with magic

A camp chair hits the spot near Hiawassee

The conclusions your mind jumps to draw from your experiences

A sign that means welcome relief

All set up in our Lightheart Duo. Rain or shine, this is home.

Being invited to speak at the 2nd annual "Spring on Springer" Dahlonega Trail Festival sparked a chain of events that propelled me forward to be standing on a mountaintop today with my sweetheart, the Appalachian Trail our journey.

As seen in Dahlonega, here we are at the AT Kickoff event for thru-hiker season.

It's been more than a decade since I lived out of a backpack for more than a week.

As the packing continues for our March 15th departure date, the storage unit is nearly full, and the apartment is almost empty. With only two plates, two glasses, one cup (I’m not a coffee drinker), a bowl, a couple of pans and a coffee maker, the …

Furniture against the walls of the apartment continues to vanish as the piles of gear, from winter jackets and gloves to bottles of Dr. Bronner’s Soap, loose stuff sacks, and technical t-shirts, grow. A stack of maps – reviewed, folded, and set …

Having met while hiking around Lake Okeechobee this fall, we fell in love and decided to take on this shared dream of hiking the AT together.
