A Rite of Passage

A rite of passage. When I started this hike 900 miles ago, I had some thoughts of what I would go through and who I would meet on this journey, but never in my wildest dreams did I expect half the things to happen that have.

The places I have seen and the experiences I have been lucky enough to be a part of along the way have been the most eye opening and humbling experiences of my life. There are a ton of amazing people I have met along the way so far, and each and every one of them have affected my life in some way or another.

Everyone, all the way from a irrational alcoholic homeless carpenter speaking of demons to the amazing and helpful individuals who took a chance on three dirty hitchhikers and picked us up on our way back to the trail. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone I have met along this journey so far, and I also wanted to thank all my family and friends who have supported me along the way with my crazy ambitions! Especially my parents for all their help right now with things that would be impossible with out their help. Your packages and goodies are the highlight of my week and I miss and love you all.

I also want to send out a very special thank you to @tonyhawk for letting me and my hiker buddies crash in your mountain house for the night. A very amazing and extremely kind gesture from a personal ideal of mine growing up. Thanks Tony for the hospitality man, and thanks for ruling at life! Got some pieces coming your way!

I truly look forward to all the people I get to meet along the way while I hike the remainder of the 1,700 miles to Canada. If you happen to see me out and about walking, please feel free to come and say hello! This has felt a lot like a right of passage in both theoretical and literal ways, and I don’t want it to end.