Hi my name is...

A rose by any other name would still smell as sweet... right? So far all the wild wood roses that we have hiked past are just leafing out for spring but what is out on the trail in numbers are thru-hikers. We are meeting more and more people every day out here from all over the country and world... Just the other evening, we enjoyed panoramic views cooking dinner on a rock above rushing spring of fresh snow melt with a young guy from Berlin. You never know who you are going to meet next or even more so, what they are going to call themselves. There are two different types of names out here, there is the name that everyone called you before the trail & then there are "Trail Names", each trail name usually has an interesting back story. Once one adopts their trail name, they start introducing themselves by their newfound trail alter-identity to all their new trail friends. So far I have met people who go by: ID, 6'2", Honest Abe, Cheetah, ThunderBunny, Paint Your Wagon, One Step, Kinky Camel, Day Tripper, Bison, Taz, Red Feather & Alaska. Anytime we meet someone with a trail name and introduce ourselves as David & Hilary, they try to start throwing out names for us... Whoa whoa whoa slow down people, I just met you and you think you can name me? I don't think so! I am not going to have some practical stranger call those kind of shots. It had to be David... My travel companion, the person who really knows me out here, the only one suited to determine my trail name. He had been tossing around a few "endearing" names for me since the beginning but I couldn't approve, sparing any embarrassing details, let's just say I wasn't going to spend the rest of my trail days known as "Pit-Stop".

 Getting ready for the day... Slow as molasses! 

Getting ready for the day... Slow as molasses! 

 David pondering his trail name choices! 

David pondering his trail name choices! 

Every morning, David wakes up around 5:45 as the sun is beginning to peak out over the horizon. He gets me stirring but when it is really cold out it takes me a really long time to surface out of our cozy down quilt. Then, I putz around the tent getting my body to wake up and greet the day but that is another slow process. After I start my engine & adorn my (not-so-clean) hiking clothes, I cook breakfast and pack up my backpack. You would think that all of that couldn't take longer than an hour out here (it's not like I am getting ready for a debutant ball) but by the time I have my pack on and am ready to go it has been 3 hours! The colder the morning the longer it takes me... So David has kindly given me the trail name of "Molasses"... Since it is true to my ways, I have accepted and adopted my new name on the trail and will do my best to live up to it! I promised David that I would have a trail name for him by the end of the day but despite my efforts I haven't been able to convince him to go with one yet... I am thinking "Roadrunner" suits him best... He is quick on his feet on the trail and as soon as I begin to catch up with him, he gets me in his sights and then trucks on ahead at his warp speed (compared to me at least... I also live up to Molasses with my hiking speed too!)... I swear I hear him give a little "beep-beep" as he blazes down the trail. For now, we will introduce ourselves as David & Molasses, but maybe the perfect trail name for David will come to me in my sleep tonight...