Pacific Crest Trail, USA • Two years ago today, I boarded my flight from Auckland to LA. To say I was freaking out, is an understatement. I suddenly felt very alone as my mind raced through hundreds of doubts on my 11 hour flight. This was a mad idea. Why would anyone want to hike from Mexico to Canada? Why did I want to do this? On the plane, I knew I wanted to quit before I had even started. And if I’m being honest - it was probably due to the pure embarrassment of having to tell everyone that I gave up before I had even started, that motivated me to not quit. I got off the plane with a little more resolve and caught a train from LA to San Diego. The first thing I did in San Diego? I got off the train and immediately tripped over on the side walk. No joke. Right then and there I wanted to cry. It’s stupid, but I felt like this was a sign - that maybe if I was too clumsy to walk on a paved surface - there was no way I would make it out in the wilderness of the PCT. Breathe. Compose yourself. Take a moment. You are stronger than this. This is what I told myself. And once again my resolve got me of that sidewalk and all the way to California/Oregon border in 2018. And I am finally realising now, how your will power and determination are your greatest strengths. And while I did only make it to the Oregon border in 2018 - SPOILER ALERT - I did make it to Canadian border in 2019.