Emily M Leonard

Hiking the Appalachian Trail is so much more than the fantasy that wanna-be thru-hikers dream of. Sure there is the freedom of being out here doing your own thing on your own agenda and testing one’s resolve. There is the beauty of mountain-top vistas and cool waters on a hot day. There’s friendships made in an instant as you bond with fellow hikers over the same misery. But the other day when I was trudging along on this third time trekking the A.T, I passed a hiker who said a wonderful...

I will admit, my start to this hike was brutal. Mentally I was prepared, but physically, I was so not ready. But I didn’t quit, even as my heart pounded in my chest with each sluggish step forward uphills. I had fooled myself into thinking I would be “fine.” Well, I am fine but it sure is taking a toll on my motivation and confidence; especially when an 80 year old lady passes me going the opposite direction all sprite and spirited and my head is drooped in exhaustion. Every day reteaches me...

What in the world am I doing? I love this trail and everything it has done for me, but who do I think I am heading out in February no less, to thru-hike the A.T. again? Crazy, that's who I am. I will be upfront. I am struggling. I don't recommend doing this overweight and out of shape. Bah-hum-bug. But, I am out here and doing it, one step at a time. First lessons on the first day - it doesn't matter how experienced you are at anything - you must always prepare properly. Other than the muffin...