Best & Worst

Travel Moments

of 2017

Best & Worst Travel Moments of 2017

It’s easy to look at everyone’s highlight reels and be in awe of all the amazing places that you’ve visited over the year. We get so fixated on getting the shot and the instant gratification of someone being in awe of where we’ve been that we forget about the real feelings we had when we were there. Here are some raw emotions, the good and the bad, about some trips that I’ve taken this year in 2017.

Best – Visiting Glacier National Park for the First Time

There are few places left in the United States where you can view glaciers and Glacier National Park in Montana is one of them. I had an extended weekend with only 4 days in the park to fill with hikes and views and needless to say, it surpassed my expectations. The park starts with the jaw-dropping views of the Going to the Sun Road. Being able to drive this road for 2 hours, my heart was filled with joy of what I had just seen. Then we continued to day hike our way on the Highline, Grinnell Glacier, and Hidden Lake Overlook Trails and was astounded at the beauty of this place. It really is a magical wonderland that is very overlooked in my opinion.

Being a Dark Sky National Park and having these glacial melts makes it one of the best places for backpacking, kayaking, hiking, no cellphone reception, type of getaway. The only thing that made me sad was that I had waited 25 years to see it for the first time. Research in the park said that the glaciers may be melted by the year 2020. If you want to see glaciers in the US, I strongly encourage you to make a trip out there soon but bring some bear spray. I don’t want you to get eaten by a bear.

Glacier National Park
Montana, USA
It only took one trip down the Going – To- The-Sun Road
to fall in love with Glacier Natl Park
Worst – Backpacking 20 miles on the Appalachian Trail (NY to CT)

I WAS MISERABLE. It was my first backpacking trip of the year and being the overly ambitious person that I am, I knew I wanted to take advantage of the fact that we had a three day weekend in April. At one point I remember entertaining the idea that we could hike 17 ish miles the second day to get from one shelter to the next. HA! You’re funny Nimisha. Thru-hikers could do it, why not us?! Because you’ve just spent the last 3 months locked up during the winter and your body needs to get re-acclimated to hiking, let alone backpacking.

The first 5 or so miles felt really difficult! I don’t know if I was more excited or in better shape the previous year or if I didn’t get enough sleep the night before but HOLY shit. When we got to Wiley Shelter it was decent timing but it was only mile 6 (barely) and we still had 4 more miles to go. I felt SO bad because I was really miserable at times and the poor bf had to be the positive person to keep me going.

The way down to Ten Mile River my knee tapped out and I was in pain so I started to lose confidence in my ability to make it to this shelter, let alone the next one 8 miles away. On the verge of tears, I got spooked by a snake (it was the tiniest garden snake) and then I saw that it had a snake family so freaked out and weed-whacked to the other side of the trail. Then, got spooked by my own trekking pole and lost my shit completely. I screamed so loud that Danny (the poor bf), hiked back up to find me. I was crying. I had a meltdown. Best way to start the backpacking season.

This has easily become one of the most incredible backpacking experiences I’ve had to date. It was breathtaking. The hike was stunning view after stunning view. You were literally hiking along the Atlantic Ocean, as your buddy, keeping you going to the next campsite. The trails were well kept and although it was muddy, and I was eaten alive by mosquitos, it was absolutely worth it.

There are few places where you can find yourself out in a remote area of the world with little to no light pollution, clear skies, the ocean nearby, and these incredible views. The hike wasn’t too bad, I had way too much camera gear with me but it was all worth it for the views on the last 2 days. You can find out more about the trip here! Listening to the ocean for 48 hours washed my spirit clean. And finding a Tim Hortons and getting Timbits on the way back was the icing on the trip.

The next day, my tummy rumbled again. I looked down and knew that I had no choice but to bite my tongue and do it. It was AWFUL. I had my own toilet paper so that helped but the box was so high that my feet dangled off the end and I felt the box move under the pressure. So gross!

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