Even on day 18 of my 21-day hike along the John Muir Trail, I was never certain that I would finish my hike. Anything could happen, and it did.
I have a tradition of grabbing a photo of clients once they are fully suited up, wearing their pack with poles in hand and the car locked, the moment we leave civilization behind. It’s a pretty sweet moment, as you can tell by Sarah's expression. The very next step is literally onto the trail, commencing the trip into days of wilderness and our own tenacity.
We had a tremendous bird’s-eye view over stunning Lake Superior and lovely Isle Royale from the windows of our tiny amphibious Cessna floatplane out of Minnesota through Isle Royale Seaplanes, flying over retired lighthouses and historic shipwrecks, visible from the air. Once we landed at 9:30 am, we got our permit at the Ranger Station and bought cooking fuel at the Windigo General Store, and immediately started our 5-day traverse of the island, logging 54 stunning miles of wilderness.