After picking up my food box which Becky left for me, I had another big climb where water was going to be scarce. I was thrilled partway up to run into a hiker named Chaps, whom I’ve crossed paths with a number of times. She was really sweet and walked with me for a short

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I left Roosevelt Lake later than I wanted to for no reason except I was enjoying my time there. It was after nine before I started the steep, long climb out of the marina. Luckily Becky had offered to break up my seven day food carry so I only had to carry food for just

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I’m going to do the same thing I did at Roosevelt Lake, which is to post about where I am today and see if it helps me get inspired to polish up some of the back blogs so I can post them. A few weeks back I was blessed that a young woman named Kremlin

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As I mentioned before, the stretch from the Gila to Roosevelt Lake was tough. It had some of the steepest ups and downs of the trail to date, as well as some long water carries. Often the trail was full of large, sharp, loose rocks. And even when the terrain leveled out a bit, it

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Another thought I had hiking this last section was that I’m useless. I expect many of you will hear that and say “oh no, that’s not true.” But in the end, feeling useless turned out to be a gift. Let me explain. As I was hiking along, a young guy went past me and within

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A number of people have been asking me about my holy shit day so here it is. I left Kearney early in the morning and followed along the Gila river for a number of miles, although most of the time I was too far up the mountain to be able to reach the river. I

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