“Journey North” was the first book that I read about the PCT, two years ago. The book, written by Barney “Scout” Mann, tells his story about thru hiking the PCT in 2007 together with his wife, Frodo.

Since then, every spring they open their home in San Diego to host hikers from all over the world before they start their own PCT. I’m fortunate enough to be staying with them for the coming two nights.

After more than 12 hours flying (plus passport control, plus train, plus 40 minutes walking) I arrived at their house. As soon as I rang the bell, Rolling Thunder came to welcome me with the biggest smile. Right after him, I see Scout as he says “Welcome, Bruno. I’m glad to have you here”. A third person hands me a warm and fresh plate of food. I was completely (and positively) overwhelmed.

Around 25 hikers stay here every night during the hiking season. Scout and Frodo (with the help from other fantastic volunteers) cook dinner and breakfast for us every single day. They also receive packages, organize trips to the sports store and supermarket and give us tips and motivation to the adventure that’s about to start. After dinner Scout told us beautiful (and sad) stories about the PCT and urge us to be kind along the way. Frodo gave us the best advice possible: make wise decisions.

They don’t accept any kind of gift or donation (other than words). They say they’re fortunate enough to be able to do that and, in exchange, they ask us to be nice to each other and with the trail. They ask us to help any other hiker in need. They also remember us not to be afraid to ask for help when we need. And they make it very clear that, at some point during the PCT, everyone will need help.

Right now, I feel like I’m the luckiest person in the world. And I can only think of one word: gratitude.