Na a don't worry, we JMT wussies still have a bit of time to prepare. Allright allright... of course we are no wussies, WE'RE ABOUT TO ROCK THE SIERRA. Well actually, not "we"... "YOU" are! I'm stuck in Europe, so "you" are gonna have to do it! Climb your way out of the valley, or worse (well that actually depends on how you see it), climb Whitney on day 1! O man! How jealous I am of all of you, whether you're about to embark on a journey of thousands of miles or may it just be a few hundred through the magnificent Sierra! You damn lucky merican hikers, YOU'RE ALL GONNA HAVE A HIKE OF A LIFETIME!!!
As I am not qualified YET to give you any advice on hiking badass trails like the PCT or CDT, I'll have to stick with the JMT. For now my ego is fine with that ;c) After all one must say: The John Muir Trail is ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS AMAZING BREATHTAKING MOTHERFUCKING GREAT! Yet it really ain't about the name or the trail or whatever. It's about nature, about wilderness, about the delicate beauty of the tiniest plant, about the majesty of those granite walls, and about everything inbetween. It's about the soft yellow light that hits your eye first thing in the morning, about the smell of cedar trees when you hike down from Sallie Keyes Lakes (or towards SKL if you're a northbounder), it's about the view that makes your body freeze when you see Center Peak and the mountains around, it's about being a part of it all when you sit down in Mc'Clure Meadow, watch the sun set and you feel so grateful that you are right there on that one spot in the middle of all that beauty!!! O you know... it's about soooo much more than just "a trail"!