ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE

It’s amazing how a journey this big is made up of such ordinary moments. Wake up. Pack up. Walk. Repeat. Day after day, those ordinary days slowly turn into extraordinary accomplishments. Today, those 3987000 steps brought me to the 2,000 mile marker on the PCT. #pct2026 #anotherdayinparadise #embracethesuck ...

Goodbye California, Hello Oregon! For those of you not following my blog at anotherdayinparadise.ca this might seem odd as I just passed the 1/2 way marker a few days ago. I made a strategic skip forward so I can finish on my timelines. #pct2026 #anotherdayinparadise #hellooregon #embracethesuck ...

After 99 days and a lot of determination I’ve finally made it to the half way marker on the Pacific Crest Trail. If I’m being honest with myself I’m not sure I ever actually believed I would make it here. But here I am! #anotherdayinparadise #thruhike #pct2026 #embracethesuck ...

Sunset on day 98 of my PCT Journey with Mount Lassen in the background. #pct2026 #anotherdayinparadise #sunset #thruhike ...

After 80 days I finally made it to the 1000 mile marker of the Pacific Crest Trail!
Five hundred miles ago, I stood alone at the 500-mile marker just after sunrise, listening to I’m Gonna Be (500 Miles) by The Proclaimers. I danced my way into that milestone.
Today, I smiled as I played the same song again.

After all… if I can walk 500 miles, then I can walk 500 more.

It’s hard to put into words what 1000 really means. One thousand miles isn’t just a statistic, it’s 2.4 million footsteps, countless climbs, dusty mornings, freezing nights, sore muscles, spectacular sunrises, and memories that will stay with me long after this journey is over.

Looking back, it’s incredible to think about everything that’s happened since leaving Campo. I crossed the desert, battled relentless heat, rolled my ankle early in the hike, questioned whether I’d even make it to the Sierra, and then found myself standing on top of some of the highest and most breathtaking passes on the entire trail.

The Sierra challenged me in every way imaginable. It demanded patience, respect, and perseverance. There were days when every mile felt earned, but walking out of those mountains gave me a confidence I didn’t have when I walked in.

This trail has also taught me that progress isn’t always measured by how many miles you hike in a day. Sometimes progress is simply getting up, packing your backpack, and taking the next step, even when you’re tired, uncomfortable, or wondering why you signed up for this in the first place.

Reaching 1,000 miles feels like more than just a milestone. It feels like a reminder that impossible goals are rarely accomplished in giant leaps. They’re achieved one step, one day, and one mile at a time.

There are still many miles between here and Canada, and I know there will be more challenges ahead. But today I’m taking a moment to appreciate how far I’ve come. The person who crossed the Mexican border on April 5 isn’t quite the same person standing here today.
Here’s to the next thousand miles, the friends still to meet, the mountains still to climb, and the adventure that continues just beyond the next bend in the trail. #pct2026 #an ...