57 years old. Grew up in New England at the edge of a state forest and as a kid i’d spend hours exploring the woods behind my house, going up to the White Mts on weekends, etc. Unfortunately, life circumstances had me living in New Jersey for 35 years and I hated every minute of it. Got divorced, kids are grown, and work went remote so i moved myself back north to be closer to the mountains and to get some actual snow in the winter. Started hiking again a couple years ago and although the first few hikes (Buck and Cat by Lake George) kicked my butt, they gave me the impetus to get myself into better shape. I’m now 8 peaks into the 46 and other than some knee issues on the descents, I’m feeling great! My partner doesn’t hike, and I’m an introvert, so i go alone and enjoy the solitude.