I mean really….there was literally no good reason to wait, except my own fear and common sense.
And it was fun to have a dream.
I’m grateful for all of the human connection and personal growth that has come out of this ‘little walk’. The SHT may not be a several month long journey on the PCT, AT, IAT, CDT, or [insert long trail name here], but this is my mountain, and I climbed it! I haven’t had a blister in over 500 miles and still can’t believe it actually happened!
If you’re new to my story, I originally intended on thru hiking the entire Superior Hiking Trail in one trip lasting about 3 weeks, but when the journey was all said and done, I finished it in 23 trail days, about a year after we started.
If you’ve made it this far in this series or you’ve been along from the start….well, God Bless you! Seriously. Thanks for sticking around for the long haul.
I was freaked out about getting older and wanted to do something challenging for myself that would make me feel strong.
First, I wanted to do it when I retired, or maybe when I turned 50, then a couple of weeks later, I decided I couldn’t wait that long and wanted to do it when I turned 47…
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an emotional crisis of identity and self-confidence that can occur in early middle age, typically 45–64 years old. The phenomenon is described as a psychological crisis brought about by events that highlight a person’s growing age, inevitable mortality, and possibly shortcomings of accomplishments in life. This may produce feelings of depression, remorse, and anxiety, or the desire to achieve youthfulness or make drastic changes to their current lifestyle.
I don’t like the term “Mid-life crisis”, I never have. I always picture this frantic mental state where people go and do impulsive and irrational things…but, if I’m honest about it, when it really comes down to it, my ‘mid-life reaction’ was probably the biggest driver of this adventure. So, I’m thankful for it.
During the summer of my 45th year, I started thinking about the Superior Hiking Trail during my bike commute to and from work. I thought about it during that 2 hour ride, at least 3 times a week, for a few months. I imagined the possibility of doing something so ridiculous…what it would feel like, how I would prepare my family and job to live without me for 3 weeks, and what it would feel like to do something REALLY BIG that was just for myself. I guarded this idea, and eventually came to a point where I wanted someone to either tell me I was crazy and talk me out of it, or just tell me to do it. I consulted a couple of close friends, and they encouraged me to do it sooner than later. But it was John (skydiver dude), who tipped the scales. I wanted to talk to him since he had thru hiked the trail and many sections over the years. I told him I wanted to hike it when I was 47, the age my Dad was when he died. I wasn’t sure how I would feel about turning that age, so I wanted to get in front of it and do something that really made me feel alive that year…you know, just in case…aka the midlife crisis thing. John dosed me with some perspective and said “geez, what are you waiting for? Do it now!”. I laughed a little to myself and realized he was right, and that it was kind of ironic to plan something so far out if I was worried about life being too short. So, instead of making a big deal out of it and waiting for this ‘looming age of 47’ to pass over me with my fingers crossed, and with my family’s support, I set out to hike the whole trail at age 46!
And it was fun to have a dream.
I could go on and on about Lake Superior, but her power and volatility is one of the things that makes her most beautiful…one moment, she’s a sheet of glass; the next, she’s creating squalls that swallow ships whole and sending ice sheets shooting into the shoreline!
…three months later, I would cross that same bridge with with 110 miles in my pocket and only 100 miles to go.
I sat down to write in my hiking journal after that Spring trip. Even though I had already logged about 100 miles of hiking on other trails since Jan 1st, (mostly in snowshoes) the doubts were in full swing after being off this trail for 6 months… this was my ‘mountain’.
…the age I originally set out to hike it.
…the age Dad was when he died.
I’m so glad I didn’t wait! I reached the end, alive, with a full heart, and with so much to be thankful for! It was like crossing an invisible threshold and it felt good.
I felt light.
I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve been asked “what’s next?” I’ve been home for 5 weeks as I write this, and I don’t have any solid “next” plans. I keep waiting for the post-adventure blues to kick in, or that feeling of missing the trail, or wishing I had a new adventure to plan out. But that hasn’t happened.
I still feel light, as though I have wings…
So, without further ado, here’s the full adjusted trail log with links to all of the reports!
Day 1 Shakedown- Lake Agnes
Day 2 Shakedown – Lake Agnes to Cascade River (we decided not to re-do our shakedown miles our thru hike, because we were feeling like toast and – who cares?)
Day 3 – Northern Terminus to N Carlson Pond
Day 4- N Carlson Pond to Judge Magney
Day 5- Judge Magney to Woods Creek
Day 6- Woods Creek to South Bally Creek
Day 7- South Bally Creek to Grand Marais to Mystery Mountain
Day 8- Mystery Mountain to Temperance River
Days 9-11 The Purple Map: Tettegouche to Two Harbors
Days 12-14 The Brown Map: Duluth to Two Harbors
Days 15-17 The Blue Map: Wild Valley Road to Martin Road
Day 18- Temperance to Fredenberg Creek
Day 19 – Fredenberg Creek to West Caribou
Day 20- West Caribou to Sonju Trailhead
Day 21- Sonju Trailhead to Leskinen Creek
Day 22 Leskinen Creek to East Kennedy Creek
Day 23 East Kennedy to Cty Rd 1 to Southern Terminus
Thanks again for following along on this journey. It’s not the end, and I look forward to sharing more about what I learned along the way and future adventures!
If you have questions about gear, trip planning, or anything else about the trip, shoot them to me here in the comments. I love talking about this stuff!
I hope that reading this encourages and inspires you to dream, no matter how big or small…even if you have to re adjust and figure it out as you go. Do it, it’s worth it!
What are you waiting for?
Happy Trails,
~WP