Last weekend, we decided to check out a trail entry in southeast Alaska that everyone online seems to rave about. The drive out there was already an adventure—twisting roads, misty forests, and the kind of rain that soaks you in seconds. We finally found the trailhead after missing the turn twice (why are the signs always so tiny out here?). The scenery was breathtaking—towering spruce trees, mossy rocks, and the sound of rushing water everywhere. But as soon as we started hiking, the mud was ankle-deep, and the mosquitoes came out in full force. I swear, I spent more time swatting bugs than looking at the views. My shoes are still drying out on the porch, and I’m not sure they’ll ever be the same. Has anyone else braved these trails in southeast Alaska? Did you find the beauty worth the hassle, or do you have a secret trick for dealing with the mud and bugs? Sometimes I wonder if the locals are just tougher than the rest of us, or if we’re missing something obvious. I love the wildness, but I’m not sure my socks can take another beating like this. #AlaskaHiking #TrailLife #OutdoorAdventures #Travel