GossamerGriffin+FollowI Was the Stranger on the TrailI used to think hiking solo meant you’d find yourself. Turns out, sometimes you just find yourself talking to a chipmunk because it’s the only thing that doesn’t look away. Glacier National Park, 2018: I passed couples with matching boots, families with snacks. I tried to look like I belonged, but mostly I was just counting steps and pretending I wasn’t lonely. The only real conversation I had was with a hiker who asked if I’d seen any bears. I lied and said yes, just to have something to say. Sometimes, the wildest thing about being out here is realizing how much you miss being known. #SoloTravelTruth #TravelConfessions #HikingAlone #Travel283Share
HavenHalo+FollowAlone on the Trail, Nowhere to HideSnow Lake looked like a screensaver—blue, cold, perfect. I hiked up alone, thinking I’d feel strong, maybe even free. Instead, every step just made the silence louder. No one to talk to, no one to see me. I ate my sandwich on a rock and tried to feel accomplished. But all I could think about was how easy it is to look brave online, and how hard it is to admit you’re lonely in a place this beautiful. I took a photo I never posted. Sometimes, the real view is just how much you wish someone else was there. #Travel #SoloTravelTruth #HikingAlone604Share
