Pennsylvania was rough for me. This is where the metal aspect of the trail was really challenged. People always talk about the ends GA/NC/TN and VT/NH/ME, the Virginia Blues, and Rocksylvania and barely mention the other states. Rocks are my real weak point out here. I can do ups and downs push through the every other day of rain. But rocks. Ohh, boy. I don’t have depth perception, in the last year I have really become a shuffle walker, and I don’t have the worlds best balance. I enjoyed the ripe raspberries and… this wasn’t a fun state. I would honestly tell someone if they aren’t going for a pure thru hike skip it. There are hardly any views. My mom requested pictures of the views to be posted on my Instagram and I didn’t really have anything to offer her. There was occasionally an opening looking over some farm lbs or industrial waste sight.
I had a panic attack on “Knife’s Edge”. A complete breakdown that I had to hike 12 miles after to get into the nearest town and take an unplanned day off to recover. I tried in one of the many unnecessary sharp spear like field of rocks and cracked my head and gonna have year another badass scar.
I guess this is the point of the trail right? To be pushed to find your edge and give yourself slack when you need it. I think so much of the trail is mental and I was pushed to my edge and still made it through. Bye PA. I won’t miss ya. NJ let’s see whatcha got.