A year ago, I bought my first pair of hiking boots without ever being on a hike. I always felt there was something about being alone in the woods...something poetic, therapeutic and magical.
My first hike was a "difficult" hike; the loop of Mont St-Josepth, Mont Victoria and Mont Megantic. That hike almost destroyed me, but I didn't stop. I slowly bought all kinds of gear to make hiking funner and easier, learned some techniques along the way and built the confidence to hike alone.
Now, I'm able to initiate other people to hiking, most of my entourage hiked at least once with me, which I really appreciate and proud of. Last weekend, I brought some friends to Big Slide Mountain. The view was amazing; probably one of the nicest view in the Adirondacks.
People often assume that I love hiking...I'm still not sure if I do...but one thing I know for sure is that I'm really addicted to that feeling of complete exhaustion, emptiness and relief.
