I just had ten days off in Wisconsin, spent with my amazing Spaceteam trail family. We worked the same golf tournament that we did last year, the location being in Kohler, WI this year, as opposed to last year’s hot and humid Kiawah Island, South Carolina. Even though we worked hard with weird schedules for six days, it was unbelievably fun working beside close friends. And we picked up right where we left off. These folks are amazing, and I love them with all my heart. And once the job was over, we rented a car and drove up to Green Bay to see another trail friend for the rest of the weekend. It was lovely to relax in hammocks at the park, play frisbee in the backyard, and watch movies. We commented to each other about how nice it was to just do nothing at all.
And to think that I spent nearly half a year doing almost that every day (except for the small task of schlepping 25+ pounds up and down mountains all day, of course). On the trail, we could stop for a morning break by a beautiful pond while watching a man and his dog play fetch. We napped on the lush forest floor in the afternoon heat during a dry stretch in Pennsylvania. We made decisions in the moment, we didn’t think too far ahead. We learned to remain fluid when planning resupply stops.
Oh, how I miss the simplicity of the trail. I’ll admit, I’ve had some serious WIWT (wish I was there) moments following current thru hikers on social media. And seeing my trail family made me miss it even more, and determined to get back there next year as planned. Right now, I’m still wanting to take six months off in 2020 to attempt the Pacific Crest Trail. But a lot has to happen between now and then. This is where my lessons in patience will be practiced. I have a fun summer planned, but I believe it will be time to put my nose to the grindstone when my lease is up in September. I’m not sure what I’ll do yet, but I do know that I’ve had a year to really bask in what I learned on trail last year, and how much I really feel like myself when I’m hiking. I need to get back to that again, and hopefully between now and next summer, I’ll have it figured out.
But I’m not going to worry, because the trail provides. Always.