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The trail doesn’t care that this is our third attempt.

In 2023, smoke from nearby wildfires forced us off the mountain. In 2024, more fires pushed us south again. And now, in 2025, Peter Thorpe and I are back on the Pacific Crest Trail, determined to finally complete the stretch from Stevens Pass to the Canadian border.

It’s breathtaking. It’s brutal. And just a few days in, I can already feel it in every muscle.

I’ve scrambled over countless blowdowns, washed my clothes in a freezing alpine lake, and surrendered to the relentless mosquitoes. My air mattress has a slow leak. Sleep is scarce. My legs are aching. And truthfully, the trail feels longer and lonelier than I remembered.

So, I asked myself, as I have on every trip like this: Why am I doing this again?

The trail is long, but so is the fight against poverty

Yes, the views are stunning. Yes, there’s a challenge in the climb. But neither of those things are why I keep walking.

I walk because poverty is a harder trail than any I’ve ever hiked.

When a woman in Ghana or Colombia or India takes out a microloan to start a business, she begins a journey just as demanding. Only hers comes without trekking poles or gear reviews. Her obstacles aren’t rocky switchbacks or stormy nights. For her, they look like debt, limited education, no access to a secure place to save, and the daily reality of providing for her children with too few resources.

And yet she walks forward. Step by step. Dream by dream.

Every step tells a story

This journey isn’t just about reaching a geographic border. It’s about making a statement that walking people out of poverty is possible but it takes time, resilience, and a supportive community.

I walk in solidarity with the women I’ve met through Opportunity’s work that empowers entrepreneurs living in poverty with microfinance, training, and support they need to transform their lives.

Their path is not linear. It’s filled with setbacks and uncertainty. But like any long trail, it’s the small, consistent steps that move us forward.

Every time I lace up my boots, I think of them.

Every time my legs burn, or the rain won’t stop, I remember their perseverance.

And every time I feel like quitting, I picture their faces, their dignity, their courage, and their commitment to building something better.

Why this is personal

This stretch of trail between Stevens Pass and the Canadian border isn’t just a hike anymore, it’s a metaphor.

It reminds me that change rarely comes quickly. That real transformation, whether on a mountainside or in a remote village, takes grit, patience, and people who don’t give up when the journey gets hard.

There’s beauty in the struggle. Purpose in the pain. And hope on the horizon.

That’s why I keep walking.

You can walk with us

We’re constantly reminded that we’re not walking this journey by ourselves.

Every donation, every word of encouragement, every shared story reminds us that there’s a community behind this mission. Together, we’re walking toward a world where families no longer have to choose between buying food and sending their kids to school. Where opportunity isn’t a luxury, but a right.

So, thank you for believing in this work.

Thank you for being part of Walking People Out of Poverty.

And for remembering that the hardest trails are often the most meaningful.

Let’s keep going.

Together.

—Dan

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2 thoughts on “Why I Keep Walking”

  1. I just found this blog Dan and wanted to congratulate you for encapsulating so eruditely the challenges that both we, who are Walking People out of Poverty, and the people OIC serves face each and every day. In my 11 years, since the inception of Walking People out of Poverty, this years walk was easily the most demanding and challenging that I have faced. I was extremely disappointed to leave the trail when we were so close to our goal of reaching the Northern Terminal and Canadian Border. However, due to my rib injuries thanks mainly to two broken hiking poles within 16 hours, I know I made the right decision to depart at Stehekin. As I type this it is 3 weeks to the day that I experienced my first rib injury and still feel it today. To carry on beyond Stehekin would have seriously jeopardized both yours and Woody’s walk, and it would have been selfish of me to do so. It was most important to me that both you and Woody succeeded in reaching your collective and individual goals, and I’m thrilled and delighted that you both “slayed the dragon”.
    Keep up the terrific work with these blogs Dan as they are so enlightening.

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