I grew up in the mountains of central PA, idyllic scenery to most, not to me. I despised it. I had seen enough trees and nature to last a lifetime. You couldn’t have paid me to go for a hike in the woods when I was a kid. Although all this nature was literally right outside my door, I wanted no part of it. Give me a city sidewalk, bustling streets, noise and I loved it. So, the saying goes… “You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til it’s gone” never rang truer for me. I never really wound up getting too far away from my mountain home, but being in a larger more metropolitan area, I began to miss those familiar pines and poplars. It wasn’t until I was turning 30 that I thought about hiking and really dove in head first.