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[pct-l] Post Trail Adjustment
- Subject: [pct-l] Post Trail Adjustment
- From: spiritbear2k at hotmail.com (Ginny & Jim Owen)
- Date: Wed Dec 28 15:31:59 2005
This one I had to answer, though I'll probably regret it later. I do suffer
from serious depression ? it?s a family problem: my grandmother didn?t
leave her house for 30 years after my grandfather died, there have been at
least a couple of suicide attempts, plus the long slow death of alcoholism
and drug abuse for several family members on both sides of the family. It?s
something I?ve lived with since I was a teen.
However, the trail is one of the few places where depression is not an issue
for me. When I hike, I am happy. Completely serenely joyfully deep down
happy. That?s true for dayhikes, weekend trips and long hikes. I love
being outdoors. I love being surrounded by beauty. I love moving my body up
and down mountains. The happiness used to be there when I was traveling
too. In high school and college I was lucky enough to do a lot of
traveling. I loved it. When I was exploring new places and meeting new
people, life was interesting and intriguing and I was able to handle
whatever I encountered. Hiking and traveling, ?Life is good!? It?s the
mundane world I have a hard time dealing with.
After my first couple of hikes, post trail adjustment wasn?t that bad. Soon
after my first hike, I moved to San Francisco, so in lieu of the excitement
of a long hike, I had the pleasure of exploring a new area. After my second
hike, I knew I was going to move again (city life was not for me) so my
return to my old haunts was temporary and besides, I knew that I would
probably go on to hike the PCT in a couple of years, so I had something good
to look forward to. Then I moved east and had a lot of new experiences to
deal with, including a new relationship, so life was exciting again. It was
after our return from the PCT hike that I had serious adjustment trouble.
At that time, I felt there was a possibility that that would be our last
hike. I knew that I wanted more. I didn?t want the adventures to end. I
love the life and the freedom of long distance hiking. Money issues were
such that travel of a non-hiking kind were unlikely. The thought of going
back to ordinary life, having no more great adventures, nothing exciting to
look forward to, was utterly unbearable. Jim, of course, just laughed and
said, ?Of course we?ll have more adventures. We?re not dead yet.? But it
was hard for me to believe, especially once we settled into jobs, bought a
house, and started dealing with health and other issues. It wasn?t the
physical let down that was difficult, it was the thought that I had nothing
exciting to look forward to, just working the 9 to 5 grind with two weeks'
vacation for the next 30 years. That depressed me. Fortunately, I was
wrong and we are planning all sorts of new adventures for the next few
years.
The attraction of long distance hiking is very much what Mags said ? there
is a huge beautiful unknown world out there just waiting to be discovered.
I choose to focus on the long trails, but it could as easily be travels in
South America or Nepal. Am I running away from the boredom and sameness of
the mundane world ? yes. But I am also running toward the adventures
awaiting us in the natural world. I may be self-medicating ? all I know is
that there is a place where I am happy, despite the difficulties of hiking
all day every day in all kinds of conditions. So far it has worked a lot
better than any pill. And yes, I know that someday the adventures will end.
I don't look forward to that time.
Ginny
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