Waking up to knowing it will be your last day on trail is a weird feeling. Finishing the trail isn’t like finishing a run or hard day hike because you have been on the road for so long and it becomes everything you know. It feels surreal that today is the day you cross the finish line. We hadn’t slept much during the night as we were camping on snow. The damp chill from underneath creeps into your bones causing a dull ache in all your bones and joints.
We packed up our tents giddy with excitement leaving out our snacks and champagne for the terminal which Joal had carried for 80 miles from Steven’s Pass.
We walked the 12 miles to the terminal in one go getting more and more excited as we got close. Then, we could see the clear cut of trees that divides the United States from Canada and we knew we were close. We all started cheering and the adrenaline started to pump.
As we got to the monument we heard a roar of cheers as fellow hikers, Porche’s wife and her friends cheered us in. We both saw the terminal statue and went to give it a hug. It was then time to pop a bottle of champagne and celebrate.
When we started this trail there was probably a 50% chance we thought we wouldn’t complete the whole trail. To be standing at the end after having walked 2652 miles (over 4300 kilometres) feels unreal. As a Korean friend told us on trail, there is only one way to eat an elephant, one bite at a time. That’s how Jenny and I approached the trail. Celebrating the little milestones of 100 miles or the next town and listening to our bodies, slowing down when they told us to. We took it small bites at a time.
After many celebrations we crossed into Canada where 9 miles later we arrived at Manning Park. These were the fastest miles we’ve done with Jenny positively running down the hills. At the resort, a fellow thru hiker was doing a final bit of trail magic so we had a celebratory beer before hitting the pool and hot tub.
We are very thankful that everything lined up for the best summer of our lives. Thank you to everyone who helped us along the way, from trail angels, our hitches into town, our friends and family for their support, and finally all our fellow dirtbag hikers we met on the trail. You’ve reinvigorated our faith in humanity.
This has been the most epic adventure, we have loved the opportunity to live life a little more wild. Living alongside the wildlife and seeing magical scenery that not many people have ever witnessed before has been incredible and fueled us on through the times the trail tested us. The trail has taught us so much and made us realize what we need to be happy: food, shelter and companionship.