The Pacific Crest Trail is a trail that runs from the US Mexican border to the Canadian border. It takes four to five months to hike, hiking anywhere from 15-25 miles a day and you have to pack everything you need. This is what my son is doing right now. On the trail somewhere with sore, blistered feet and happier than he’s ever been.
He’s been planning this for months, done tons of research on the right gear to have. Everything has to be the lightest, and most durable. He hiked in the winter and in the summer. Hiked alone, hiked at night, hiked at night alone. Challenged himself and scared me to death. But it is his thing! He loves the outdoors. Loves hiking, mountain climbing, skiing, mountain biking, all kinds of outdoor sports. So this just made sense for him.
He is an amazing, inspiring, beautiful soul, and it makes my heart stop when I think of him out on that trail alone. There are times when I wish it were me out there, to have the courage to walk away from all my comforts, I might be a bit envious of the freedom to follow a dream like this. There are times when I want to find him and walk with him to make sure he is ok – no matter how old they are you still want to take care of them. But knowing he is prepared and knowing that he is living his dream makes me proud. What a great feeling to be inspired by the courage and strength of your child!
Although he is not child, he is a grown man and he’s out there having the adventure of a lifetime. I see great things for him in his future. But for right now I imagine that the only thing he’s thinking of is his next step, his next meal, if he has enough water and how far away the next stop will be.
But to watch him walk away and start this adventure was just – tough.