Ann reminded me that this week a year passed since we set off from the Mexico border to hike the Continental Divide Trail. I feel a little guilty that the day slipped by without snapping me out of my busy work week to recognize it. It’s still very emotional thinking back to that first day of hiking, setting boldly off to make many mistakes and enrich our lives with unimagined experiences.
This year at least two dozen brave souls have announced their intention to hike 200 miles or more on the CDT, many of them probably as innocent as we were. I feel jealous, excited, and even a little protective of them. Several include links to their own websites, and a few have started online journals at trailjournals.com. I wish them all the best.