Lessons from the Trail After Dark
There’s a hush to the world after the sun slips below the ridge. The trees don’t whisper so much as breathe. Your boots crunch a little louder. Your headlamp casts a halo that sways with your step. And for a moment, or maybe many, you feel both very small and very alive.
Night hikes are a strange kind of magic. The kind where the ordinary becomes unfamiliar, and the trail you walked this morning suddenly carries a different personality under the stars. But that kind of magic doesn’t come free. It asks for awareness, a little humility, and a good dose of preparation.
This post is for anyone who has stood at the trailhead at dusk and thought, “What if we didn’t turn back just yet?” Continue reading