My first section hike of the Appalachian Trail was unplanned – and short.
I decided to try another hike without Gus, this time up a mountain to a waterfall. It was an epic fail. But hey, it was in the mountains so I’m not beating myself up about it too much.
Dr. Negativity – the one who keeps saying I’ll never be off oxygen – is finally coming around. Might I be off oxygen by the end of the summer? I decided to try a hike without Gus and see how my lungs kept up without their training wheels.
Sometimes ticking off a goal on a checklist isn’t as much fun as just wandering aimlessly through the woods.
The lesson I learned from Hike 4: Not all trails are for me.
So. If you need oxygen when you hike, and you know you’ll need more than one tank for your hike, make sure you bring everything you need or your day is ruined.
There was this one big hill I’ve avoided since my lungs broke. Not anymore! Consider Gobbler’s Trace Trail vanquished.
Hike one of the 52 Hike Challenge was a half frozen one around Big Bone Lick SP’s sulfur springs and creeks.
Blogger’s Note: (Logo above courtesy of 52hikechallenge.com) I wrote this post, oh, probably three months ago. I tried to start the challenge introduced in this post in October, but it was a fail. So was restarting my blogging at that time. But, we’re through the holidays and on to the lonnnnng haul of winter, where there’s nothing to do but wait for spring. (And hike!) My life is a mess of halves right now. I have half-unpacked boxes stacked in corners and shoved into closets – even though I moved almost a month ago. There are half-written blog posts and half-edited pictures and videos littering my laptop. I have a half-eaten sandwich next to me. And don’t forget the half-dead mutt laying in the floor next to my desk because I’m ignoring her begging right now. Eventually, I’ll get my life together again. But until then, I’ll stop neglecting my blog. Summer got a bit nuts there at the end. I wish I could say I took off on a grand adventure, or spent more time …