I’ve been recently recalling many of the little things that occur on a thru hike that you don’t get to experience back here in the “normal” world. The small daily trail life things make me chuckle in hindsight. Here are some “you know you’re a thru hiker when…”
You wash your shirt and end up with some sort of salty human flavored tea… Extra strong.
But you were proud of your salt lines!!!
All abandon structures are fair game as home for the night.
You’re not the only one at the top of the food chain.
And feet always come out looking like this!
And hell, you eat with these hands all day. My grandma would faint if she knew I ate without washing my hands out there.
When sitting on an old couch next to a dumpster full of delicious food is something to celebrate! Another sentence grandma won’t understand.
Bath time was certainly more scenic.
Bridges are… Different…
Hitch hiking is a common practice and you get to meet all sorts of interesting people… nurses, doctors, firefighters, tourists, semi drivers, Sketchy McSketcherton, trail angels, and lots of other outdoor enthusiast!
Every meal is a picnic!
You’ve witnessed or experienced catastrophic toe/foot damage. And then kept on hiking hundreds of miles anyway.
Your shoes and socks freeze solid over night and you have to put them back on and melt them with your feet.
One of the things about towns that excites you is being able to shit while sitting down. Yes, excited to use a port-a-potty.
Anywhere it’s flat for 6′ x 3′ is fair game for camping.
You become ravenous…
And the trail magic… Thanks so much to all you trail angels out there!!!
There are so many other things but this post is getting huge! 😄