Day One, Round Two- Naïve and an Enthusiast
We're hitching, and it's raining. I'm hiking with my boyfriend for the next few miles, so I'm not completely cut off of real life. Yesterday was probably one of the best days. Finding time to slow dow, and take our time. Our ride from Snoqualmie to Stevens pass was unreal. People were buying us beers and asking us so many questions. WE HITCHED IN A '87 Westfalia. We're in love and so ecstatic. We didn't make it all the way to Stevens pass, but made it there in the morning.
We finally started hiking. Mile after mile, I found myself being thrown back into it. I had the fear again. The fear of failing. Questioning, what if I don't make it? What if I give up? Yeah, maybe let's go home. But there is some stupid reason I hiking down the west coast. And I am not quite sure what that is yet. But I know- I will figure it out.
We camped 11 miles into the section. The terrain is killing us already. I don't know how the rest of this week will go. I'm so exhausted, and have nothing really to say. But until next time-