Last Day
After a restless night deliberating my next step I decided to cut my 21 day thru hike down to the three days that I have behind me. I am SO SO SO bummed. I really can't even believe that this is happening. I came into this hike so confident. I told somebody that doing this seemed easier to me than returning something online. And it truly did! An if it was just the hiking I had to worry about then there wouldn't be anything to worry about. I did three 16 miles days and my feet/legs/back/shoulders felt great. But it was just the four rattlesnake and one copperhead that I ran into on knife edge rocks on the ridge of the mountain (all separate encounters) with no cell reception that really shook me. And after talking with many people that are familiar with the trail they all said the next few sections/days are much more snake heavy. I was just getting too stressed. Too stressed to enjoy hiking. Too stressed to look at or take pictures of the big views (all from the knife edge ridges where the snakes are creeping and sun bathing). Too stressed to even eat. Mostly I was just not in a good space mentally. Physically, I believe that I could have done 18-20 mile days but not being prepared for snake encounter was pretty stupid of me. This has been the most humbling experience I've had. I'm embarrassed to have ended so quickly. I've been hiking/camping/backpacking by myself for 7 years now and this was the first time that I've ever felt that I needed someone else. That was a much more powerful feeling than I would have ever expected. Also unexpected, I already have my next three weeks of adventures planned. One week at the lake north of Ottawa, one week around Portland, Maine, and one week camping in north central PA. This hike was my in between job trip to relax and decompress because that is what hiking is to me. This trip turned out to be the opposite of that. Now I know that there is so much more to this sport than the physical shape you're in. I need to learn more survival skills. I need to find others that want to do trips like this. Or I just need to try this in hibernation season. Now I am sitting with my feet in the Juniata River in the cushy front country and I look up at Tussey Mountain and I wonder if people braver than I are trekking over those rattler' ridden rocks and if they're having a nice time and if I can join them.














