Where it begins?
Canterbury 25-Jan-2022 It’s that time again, just a couple of months left before my PCT journey will hopefully begin. Will I complete the trail? Or perhaps I will get injured a week into the hike and will have to bail or will I get mauled by a bear in the mountains :) Every story has it’s beginning but we rarely know the end, and that’s the beauty of it. I’m trying to lean into it and embrace the multitude of outcomes that might happen once I put my feet on the path of the Pacific Crest Trail. Getting out of the comfort zone became something I came to appreciate more over the years, it’s like an unexpected enjoyment of coffee flavour as an adult, when you thought of it as a disgusting drink as a child. Speaking of children, aren't we more keen (and reckless) to take risks when we are young, often even without realising it? The sheer joy of doing something exciting takes over and we just have fun, rather than ponder on what can go wrong, and what’s the pros and cons of doing it. So ...