Hiking for me began about 15 years ago when, at the grand old age of 18 my boyfriend and brother dragged me off to the Peak District [gorgeous place in the UK] to do a little hiking.
Prior to that experience hiking had always seemed a little boring to me and I couldn’t really see what could be gained from it all.
Living in England we have some pretty cold, windy weather for a good 8 months of the year so trekking off into the unknown with mother nature’s worst thrown at us wasn’t very appealing at all.
I had such a great time and hiking became pretty addictive after that.
It wasn’t until I reached my late twenties and now in my early thirties that I realised just how much of a View the rest of this article
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