Category Archives: Florida Trail

When I hiked the Florida Trail I carried an amateurishly  published  thru-hikers guide  book.   I called it the “Hobo Handbook” because so much of the time the logistics it suggested were dependent of the kindness of strangers.     In one town, … Continue reading →

While I was hiking the Florida Trail,  I got sick and ended up in a motel room in Palatka, Florida.   I was hanging out in the motel, flipping through stations, when I happen upon a show  featuring large women with … Continue reading →

From reading journals of past hikers, where there were stories like the hiker who was woke up by a sheriff who said, “You get out of here and if I see you here again, I’ll take you to jail.â€?, I … Continue reading →

At the end of the Florida Trail, just outside of Andalusia, Al, I stopped at a little store with a grill and a campground around back. The man there said: We get all kinds here. Why, once, we got a … Continue reading →

The nicest part of the Florida Trail is a live bombing range. The swamps have bog bridges, so you don‘t have to slog through alligator and snake infested waters and it was one of the few sections I felt safe … Continue reading →