Hello there! I'm Taylor. I've been a zookeeper, a dolphin trainer, an English teacher. Sometimes I'm a writer, a poet, an adventurer, a hiker. I like to push limits and face my fears. I love doing things people tell me I can't. I love to take my dog, Dobby, along with me. We have just successfully completed thru-hiking the Long Trail and are trying to remember to shower every day.
Unfortunately, day seven begins with me locking both Dobby and myself out of our hotel room when I take him for a walk. The door locks automatically
To see my previous post about the Long Trail click here. My Killington resupply box. Store-bought purchases in Killington. 5.
It's a town day! My first thought when I wake up. Followed quickly by less than four miles and I will be back in civilization. Four miles is
We wake up at 7 a.m., cursing myself for not waking up to my 6 a.m. alarm. I want to get an early start today since we have almost fifteen miles to
I wake up to the sound of rain on the tin roof of the lodge. A lot of rain. Normally this would have been a welcome sound, the sound that
Hello, sun. I wake up in Jay Camp to the lightening sky outside, surrounded by the men I met the night before. My sleep was light mostly due to
Dobby and I set off from the Northern Terminus intent on the Laura Woodard Shelter about eight miles away. I had read that one of the mistakes
9/28 On Friday, September 28, I load Dobby in my car after work and drive through the night to reach my brother's apartment in New York at 7 a.m. on
Don't worry, it's not Gwyneth Paltrow's head. It's my resupply! I mentioned in my first post that I decided to send myself resupply boxes instead
Hello, Trek blogger world. My name is Taylor and I will be your conductor on this literary train ride through the Vermont wilderness on the