On Friday – just 5 days from now – I will set foot in the Pacific Crest Trail at the Mexican border near Camp, CA. I will then begin a 200 mile walk North towards Idyllwild, CA that will take me about twelve or fourteen days. I will walk through a desert and up a mountain.
I first decided to hike the Appalachian Trail in 2000. The dot-com bubble had burst, and I was out of work and had no direction in my life. I thought that a pilgrimage on foot might be just the thing for me, and I started getting ready to go with the plan being to leave in Spring 2011. But then life happened and I never made it to the trail head in Georgia.
Eleven years later, I am in a very different place. I live in California rather than New York. I am married. I have a good job. I love my life. But I still want to walk.
The aforementioned good job prevents me hiking the entire trail in one setting, so I will chunk the PCT up into tidy little 2-week and 3-week sections, and hopefully complete the trail in eight or ten years. That is a span of time that is hard for me to comprehend – I have never done anything for so many years – but on the other hand I have waited longer than that to start and those years seem to have flown by at a break-neck pace, so why shouldn’t these next few years? It will certainly feel like an accomplishment when some number of years from now I stand on the Canadian border looking back towards Mexico.
I have never spent two whole weeks out-of-doors. It’s a long time. I will probably stay at a hotel at least one night along the way, if only to shower, but being out-of-doors more hours of the day than not will be a novelty. Sleeping on the ground every day and waking up with the sun – or even before the sun, as I expect the case will be – will be new. Sleeping under the night sky will be new.
I do not know what will change during the journey or what will be different at the end, but I expect I will feel differently about some things. Certainly the fast pace of real life will be jarring. Will I walk more in my normal life? Will I spend more weekends camping? Maybe. Or maybe I’ll savor the annual trip. I can’t say.
All I know for sure is that I am excited in a way that reminds me of how excited I was to hike the trail the first time. I really am happy that this is finally going to happen.

