Most of us have a dream. If we are lucky, we are able to see it, laid out in front of us; and if we are very lucky we get to do it! The dream may be small, or something we think is out of reach, but whatever it is that drives us to try and find a way to fulfill our dream. It is amazing. So with that, my dream is about to happen; right out loud!My name is Donovan. I have lived most of my life in California. From early on, as a small boy I was so lucky to have parents that lived and spent time in the great outdoors. I think I can remember back to age three, and all I know is that I was awe struck with the magic of the mountains, the Sierra. I didn’t know how to express my feelings as a little kid, but as a young teenager and adult my passion grew into the inner desire to experience the wilderness. Over the years this has taken many forms, some great, some just enough to keep me sane. As a young teen I was taken over by the rush of climbing.
My first exposure was at a place called Castle Rock in Northern California. My dad took me 
there, and though he didn’t climb, he loved the mountains and could see in me, that I had fallen in love with climbing. The solitude of being up on a wall and knowing you have to make it to the top under your own strength and self determination overwhelmed me and the thrill was something I still have no words for.
there, and though he didn’t climb, he loved the mountains and could see in me, that I had fallen in love with climbing. The solitude of being up on a wall and knowing you have to make it to the top under your own strength and self determination overwhelmed me and the thrill was something I still have no words for. Whatever you want to call it, it planted a seed in me that has evolved, and brought me to this point, hiking the PCT., solo.
The dream has always been there in one form or another, but now it is going to happen, and every day I wake up thinking about being out on the trail.Thank you for reading.
