I’m a wanderer
so let that be my name –
the first winter rain

– Matsuo Basho

“Wander a whole summer if you can.
Time will not be taken from the sum of life.
Instead of shortening it, it will definitely lenghten it
and make you truly immortal”
– Joh Muir

“They were pilgrims and ascetics: three scraggly, worn-out men who were neither old nor young, with dusty and bloody shoulders. They were nearly naked, singed by the sun, given over to loneliness, strangers and enemies of the world, and estranged, gaunt jackals in the domain of mankind. From behind them wafted a hot scent of quiet passion, of a duty that destroys, of a merciless self-effacing.”

– Hermann Hesse, Siddhartha

“because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars…”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

“There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t sit still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest; Their’s is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.”
― Robert W. Service

“[A] will for glory exists in us which would that we live like suns,
squandering our goods and our life”

—Georges Bataille

My name is Joel. I am a 2014 thru-hiker on the PCT. You can follow along with me on this blog, I should be updating it frequently along the way.