Thought that in light of some of the comments, I would share a little of my personal history for those of you who don't know me, which is probably most of you.
In 1997, my marriage fell apart; I was 36 and had worked minimum wage retail jobs for 15 years. In order to clear my mind and decide where I was to go next, I took a seasonal job at LeConte Lodge in the Smokies. I also worked as a winter caretaker that year. While there, one of my co-workers who was the same age as I and a former thru-hiker, had worked in the outdoors since his early 20's. Caretaker at Stratton Pond. Long Trail patrol. Various trail crews-he was part of the crew that replace the roof on Chestnut Knob Shelter in the 90's. Sounded like a cool lifestyle, but I thought I was too old to be doing that kind of work. The next year, I worked for ATC in Boiling Springs. Then I spent two years working as a full time backcountry ranger at Mt Rogers NRA. Not a lot of money-$15/day and a place to stay-but it was there I learned the foundations of trail construction. Then I spent two seasons working for the Florida Trail Association. Then MATC. Then Cumberland Trail Conference in TN. I worked for a private trail contractor out of GA for a year. For a couple of years, I worked for this guy who owned 300 acres along the Gauley River in WV. Quite the playground as well. Then AMC. With each seasonal position, my experience grew. With each position, I seemed to be making more money than previously. I had no other means of support.If I wasn't working, I typically went hiking. You can live cheaply on the trail. I now work for the National Park Service in Shenandoah NP, in the trails division. Good money, definitely a "dream job" for most hikers. I hike every day, and get paid to do it, along with some work.
I'm not a trustafarian. I have no other means of income other than the jobs that I have worked at. This is not work I would have envisioned myself doing. In all honesty, I used to work in land surveying in my early 20's but hated being outside so I quit!
The moral of this story is that you can make a living out of hiking. Think outside the box, and be willing to start small. But keep at it, even when it just doesn't seem like things are working out. But I still feel like I'm too old to be doing this kind of work.