[dropcap]O[/dropcap]n the Appalachian Trail, I met a friendly through-hiker named Lunch Box. When I asked about the origin of his name, he pulled a beat-up, kitschy tin lunch box out of his pack and handed it to me. “Check it out,” he replied, grinning. I considered my options. I was alone on the trail and knew …

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[dropcap]S[/dropcap]omehow it’s easier to wake up when there’s a trail before me. I might have gotten in to camp too late. My sleeping bag might be dewy. I might have to put on yesterday’s sweaty shorts. But I breathe clear, cool air and see the sun; I am hungry for the day. It’s these camp mornings …

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