But here is the truth. I did see me standing at the airport of San Diego. Getting picked up by Scout and Frodo, two trail angels on the PCT. I Imagined myself smiling at the southern point of the PCT to a stranger who is holding my camera.
I Imagined that for almost one year straight. Just me and my backpack.
On the King’s Trail in Sweden
On the JMT in Yosemite National Park, California
Well, it all changed. And now I am happy about it.
I was kinda having the feeling that my dad was up to something. But I didn’t really know. Then he asked me:
For the both of us.