I want to hike the Appalachian Trail so much I can't see straight. Somedays I can put it behind me, for another time. Tonight is not that time. Tonight is one of those nights when I stay up forever reading trail journals and watching youtube videos, searching amazon for another book to read. I look longly at the trail map I have hanging on my wall. I've tried to envision the earliest I could pull this adventure off. I graduate college in 2015, but I could work by butt off all year and graduate next December. Then I could begin the hike in February. The ultimate question then is, whose ass am I pulling the money out of because I'll be neck deep in loans. My field gives me tons of leeway on job opportunities, but I have to dig to find the one with the quickest payout that could get me on the trail in maybe 2016. I am so lost in the prospects of my future because when begged the answer for "Where do you see yourself in five years," my answer is a 2,200 miler, not some successful sound engineer with a stable job. I'm young, I want to travel, I want to experience nature, I want to walk...very, very far. I want to skip all normal hygiene and wear the same socks for weeks at a time. I want to live in the woods for 6 or 7 months straight. I want to climb mountains and forge rivers. I want to see a moose, a bear. I want to experience the extreme kindness of strangers (trail angels) and the community of the trail. Everyone together with one goal in mind. I want to have my mind opened and the world to rush in. I want to see more, do more, be more.
So much to do, if only I knew when I could start. Sign me up!
Trail name: Shark Bait
