After describing what a typical day on the A.T. looked like for me, I thought it would be fun to talk about some of the times that were more unique, although not necessarily uncommon, on the A.T.

The heat and humidity of mid-Atlantic summers are something I dread when I’m living in a house and sleeping in an air-conditioned bedroom. Those conditions become extra hellish while thru-hiking. The day I start the “Rollercoaster,” a 14-mile stretch of the A.T. in northern Virginia with frequent inclines and descents, is forecast to be in the mid-90s with almost 100% humidity.

It’s still dark when I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling of my tent. I check the time: 5:30am. The alarm that I set as a precaution turns out, as usual, to be unnecessary. I deflate my pillow and sleeping pad, hoping the sound doesn’t wake anyone whose tent is near mine.

I’m continuing with last week’s theme and reflecting back on predictions made for what the role of a medical educator would look like in 2025.