The people I've met on this adventure have really opened my eyes to different forms of living. Each are so unique, so patient in their own ways. We're so different, yet we all share one quality - we left civilization behind to better ourselves.
And boy, am I bettering myself.
The nature here is so fresh - so inviting. It's soft, yet hard. Calm, yet wild. Incredible, yet terrifying. It's everything I knew I needed, though I wasn't sure how to grasp it.
My story has truly begun and it's hard work. Fifteen hour days, everyday, for three months is what's needed in order to make it to New Zealand - and even then I'm short a few thousand.
My favourite part about this adventure is that when the idea of money and my budget for this hike make me upset, I have the nature out here to push me back into it. The water, the fresh smell, the sunsets and moon. I have people who make me laugh, animals that keep me company, and moments that make up a thousand words.
I'm going to make it to New Zealand if it kills me. But until then, I'm going to enjoy every moment I have here.