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CDT: Final Push to the Trifecta

The Mexican border was looming ever closer. I was currently in Northern New Mexico. It was quite beautiful. It just so happens that New Mexico had it’s coldest fall in 15 years. I got snowed on multiple times. Far from the desert scrub I was imagining. No rattlesnake to surprise me this time.

I was flying high and cranking out milelage. Fast forward to the Gila River alternate. I was 40 miles from Silver City. I had a choice. Hike 40 miles on highway, or ford the Gila River 52 times. I took the former. I did my personal best that day. The best part? Arbys.

My final day on trail was October 31st, 2018. What a day to remember. I finished the Triple Crown with my dad by my side and my mother and grandmother met us later that day. I wss now 1 of 400 people in the world to have completed this challenge. 7,500 miles and 22 states later. My life was complete. Thanks be to God.

PCT: The desert section-The final 700 mile push.

I have never been so parched in my entire life. I was currently in the middle of the 36 mile waterless strectch in southern California. It was October of 2016. I had just had over 500 miles to go on my Pacific Crest Trail thru hike. I was getting closer to the Triple Crown and I could feel the lure. But first and foremost, I was thinking about water. I was camped 9 miles from highway 58, where the town of Tehachapi was waiting. But there was one problem. I was out of water. I woke up feeling sore. I ran the last 9 miles. All down hill. I got to the highway and hitched. Two hours later, somone decided to pick me up. They were even nice enough to drive me to McDonald’s. I got the largest cup on the menu and filled it with Coke. Then I filled it with water. Finally, I was quenched.

The last 500 miles were a whirlwind. Some things that stick out in my mind were getting trapped in a thunderstorm on San Jacinto, walking the Mojave Desert, and trekking through the San Gabriel mountains while walking past tigers and bears. Yes, you heard that right.

On my last day, I met my parents near Campo and walked the last couple of steps to the monument. It was bittersweet, but I was content. I have thru hiked the entire 2,650 mile Pacific Crest Trail. There was now only one thing on my mind…