The Hitchhiker’s guide to the Galaxy claims that ’42’ is the answer to Life, the Universe and Everything, but only when you know what the question is can you understand the answer’s deep meaning.
I just turned 43, and I can tell you that 42 was indeed the answer to Life, the Universe and Everything. I pulled into Denver a day before my 43rd birthday, two days ago, with $30 left in my bank account, a maxed-out canceled credit card, a nice coat of dust over everything I own, and the contented knowledge that I just lived in one year more adventures than most people get in a lifetime. It’s good I ran out of money. I needed to stop, rest and finish my book.
I have compiled a “quick” recap of my 42nd year. I didn’t mean for this post to be this long, but even as a quick recap, too much happened for a concise post. Dad – this should answer your question “What have you been up to?”
Here is a quick summary of the quick summary:
My 42nd year:
(42!) -> PCT (walk) -> Bellingham (get truck) -> Portland (sleep) -> Ashland (work at farm) -> Bellingham (Halloween) -> Livingston, MT (summer vacation) -> Minneapolis, MN (crash parties) -> Denver (get cat, meet Laura) -> Bellingham (move-in with ex-boyfriend) -> Flagstaff (wear bright colors) -> Sedona (find job, fall in love) -> Flagstaff (pack and leave for the Mountain Tour) -> Denver (restore historical windows) -> Livingston, MT (write and hike) -> Banff (hike) -> Bellingham (home!) -> Kirkland (write) -> Sisters, OR (PCT trailwork) -> Portland (Trail magic) -> Jefferson Park, OR (PCT trailwork) -> Burning Man, NV (too much to tell)-> Denver, CO (43!)
Here we go …
This story was so ridiculously long that I moved it to its own page, out of the way.
Here is the link: Ridiculously long story
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