Whenever I travel alone I attract lots of attention…because I’m a woman and a vagabond. I think some people give me more respect than they would a male vagabond. It also helps that I look like Punky Brewster.
Guys with tattoos with names like “Grizzly” and guys who’ve out-witted Hell’s Angels and guys with serious business to attend to, turn into putty when they find out what I’m doing. “You’re the bravest Little Gal I’ve ever met!” and “You’ve got bigger balls than me!” and “You’re not carrying a gun? Hell I’d carry a gun!”
Anyway, I’m no braver than my male counterparts. Because I’m a woman that doesn’t mean long distance hiking is more difficult or dangerous (except for sexual harassment, women are more sexually harassed than men) What is brave about being a female long distance hiker is going against societal norms. You know, smelling like Ass instead of Vanilla Bean, not shaving, not caring about beauty standards because WHO HAS TIME FOR THAT AND WHO CARES when there are miles to hike, or babies to take care of, or companies to run.
Hiking the Grand Enchantment Trail was very empowering and I’ve already got some ideas for the next adventure…but it’s time to go back to work folks. MO MONEY MO MILES.
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See yar’ll in the Appalachians this summer! Happy Trails!