Seven years ago, my brother and I, two absolute newbies, decided to try our luck at backpacking 30 miles around the Goodwater Loop in Georgetown, TX. Our backpacks were overstuffed with a frankenstein of gear cobbled together with items from Amazon and whatever else we can find around the house. The trail was well marked and maintained, but that detail was apparently lost on two bumbling idiots. The adventure continued as the sun set and the two rookies hobbled towards their campsite in the dark.
Almost everything went wrong during this trip, and I loved every minute of it. From gear shopping to making decisions during dynamic situations, I reveled in every step. I was hooked and found myself engrossed in everything that is backpacking.
Immediately, I started upgrading to lighter equipment and purchasing various camping gadgets. This led to an accumulation of new gear that was in dire need of… testing. I felt an impulsive responsibility to explore and share the wonders of this experience. I needed to spend more time outdoors.
I found out very quickly that the timing of my trips was seldom compatible with others. In particular, frequency was the limiting factor for having companions join on a regular basis. This is expected and we all have our own lives to live.
While I thoroughly enjoy company on the trail, I do not want the lack of company to limit my adventures. Time is precious and it would be wasteful to spend it waiting.
That is what led me down the inevitable road of going solo. I remember the invigorating feeling of freedom as I planned my first trip. The lessons that I have learned became cornerstones to the confidence required to make this work. The plan was to keep it short and simple for the first trip with bail out options in case things don’t go as planned.
My first solo trip went off without a hitch. Everything from finding the correct trailhead to arriving at the perfect campsite to watch the sun set. I was engulfed in the sounds of solitude with every footstep and taps of my trekking poles. Nature was ever more present and lively as she goes about her daily chores. I was in perfect harmony. I felt at peace.