I finished the PNT just over two months ago and am still struggling to find the time to write about the finale. I don't know where to begin... The last stretch of Washington beach hiking was probably the most beautiful, most epic, most serene trekking I've ever done.
I learned so much about myself and pushed my limits. I met so many beautiful people and joined their lives for a tiny piece in time. There were some struggles, but I can't remember any of them now. It was perfect.
I write this here on a completely different continent at the start of another thru-hike. From my familiar Pacific Ocean to the Tasman Sea. I don't know how this happened. I don't know who I have become. I like it though, and wouldn't change a thing.