It’s official, I turned in my notice at work on Friday and as of this posting I have 25 Days, 8Hours, 59 Minutes and 35 Seconds left till my flight to Atlanta. Not that I’m counting or anything. This Hike is one of three long trails that have been on my bucket list for a long time but got shelved by life. Fortunate I am to able to check off an item from my bucket list and satisfy my need for change and a challenge.
“The Appalachian trail was designed to have no end, a wild place on which to be comfortably lost for as long as one desired. Nobody fathomed walking the thing from beginning to end in one go. Section hikes, yes. Day hikes, too. But losing yourself for five months, measuring your body against the earth, fingering the edge of mental and physical endurance, wasn’t the point. The trail was to be considered in sections, like a cow is divided into cuts of beef. Even if you sample every slice, to eat the entire beast in a single sitting was not the point. Before 1948, it wasn’t even considered possible.”
The Appalachian Trail Conservancy says that completing the entire 2,190 miles of the Appalachian Trail or “A.T.,” is a mammoth undertaking. and that each year, thousands of hikers attempt a thru-hike but only about one in four makes it all the way taking 5 to 7 months climbing and ascending the equivalent of Mt. Everest from sea level and back 16 times.
A few years ago I read about a study done on 100 elderly people. They were asked to reflect about their life’s biggest regret. Nearly all of them said they regret not the things they did but the things they didn’t do. The risks they never took. The dreams they didn’t pursue.
I honestly don’t remember when or how I first heard about this trail but I found myself wondering what hiking it start to finish would be like so on February 22nd at Amicalola Falls State Park in Dawsonville, GA I will climb the falls 8.8-miles to the top of Springer Mountain at 3,782 feet and begin heading north along the 2190 mile path to Maine.
I’m not fan of Facebook or social media so I plan to post updates along the way to this blog for family, friends or anyone interested in following along.
Maybe I’ll make it Mount Katahdin, maybe I wont. No matter the outcome these beans wont be wasted.
The Journey begins in.
not that I’m counting or anything.
No Regrets, The journey is the destination!