Today I broke five hundred miles! It was a divine day to reach such a cool mile marker! The terrain was fairly easy, the sun was shining and the birds were singing. We ordered pizza at Partnership Shelter for lunch and sat around chatting for a while. Our trail family is a large one (most people seem to move in packs of 2 or 3, while we have anywhere from 5 to 8 people hiking together at a time), and I loved having all of us together for a big lunch!
Yesterday was a day of trail magic. After a dinner of pork loin and onions from some overnighters (I apparently ear meat when it's free on the trail), we had sausage and egg tortillas provided for breakfast. A sectioner was grilling burgers and dogs around noon at a road crossing and had sodas and beers for us, too! Finally that afternoon, Booksmarts, The Colonel, Blister and I got a ride into town for a quick diner dinner before heading on to the shelter.
Essentially the last 48 hours have been some of the best so far! That's pretty lucky as I've decided today to bring my hike to an end. After five hundred miles, I'm going to miss this trail alot (I already do!), but I think its a better to spend a couple weeks with my family before moving away (as opposed to the original plan of 48 hours).
This trip has been absolutely incredible. I couldn't think of a better way to spend six weeks! I've met great people and seen inspiring views. But more than anything, I've learned I really can do anything I set my mind to. My favorite saying out here has consistently been "it can't last forever", and that's true for more than just mountains!
"It's not about the miles, it's about the smiles" - saying along the AT
Sunday 24 April 2011
Wednesday 20 April 2011
Damascus, VA: the friendliest town on the trail! Unfortunately we spent the first half of our day into this friendly town trying fruitlessly to find a place to sleep for the night. In the end, the five of us (Redwood, Lego, Enzed, Cascade and I) split up for the night. Redwood, Lego and I went to a donation-based hostel called The Place. It was essentially a four-sided shelter with individual beds and a semi-shower. Still, it was cheap and a place to sleep!
A ton of hikers were in town for the night, so we all met up for a rambunctious evening of pizza and beers. While we (mostly Enzed and I) may have partaken in a few too many beers, a great time was had by all! Today I passed my time being as lazy as possible, slowly getting laundry and food shopping done until by 3 I was sprawled out in the grass reading a book. Zero days in town are definitely the best part of this hike! ;)
Getting to Damascus was quite an adventure! We left Erwin in a freezing downpour and were soaked by the time we reached the shelter. That night was cold, rainy and windy and sleeping in my hammock was not a great idea... We shortened the next day to a 9-miler so we could dry ALL of our belongings out around the fire that morning. Another remarkable day came shortly after that when we did 23 miles up, over and well beyond Roan Mt. It was long and exhausting, and I was in a terrible mood by nightfall. Just 24 hours later, we "slept" through a rain storm with 65+ mph winds! Finally, we made it into a hostel just outside of Hampton, TN called Kincora run by Bob Peoples.
Consensus among AT hikers is that Bob Peoples is the friendliest person on the trail. Shelters for miles out of Kincora are tagged with graffiti like "When Bob Peoples stays here, mice bring him food" or "the AT took 6 months off to hike Bob Peoples", and- my personal favorite- "Damascus took a zero in Bob Peoples". All of these sayings are hilarious to long-distance hikers, by the way, though they may not make much sense to others.
Tomorrow I begin my last 3 weeks on the trail. With hopes of making it all the way to Shenandoah National Park, I'm trying not to take any more zeros after today. That's extremely upsetting to me on a moral level, but I would like to get as far north as possible in the next 21 days! It's hard to believe these 2 months in the wilderness are so close to over...
“You need special shoes for hiking – and a bit of a special soul as well.” — Emme Woodhull-Bäche
A ton of hikers were in town for the night, so we all met up for a rambunctious evening of pizza and beers. While we (mostly Enzed and I) may have partaken in a few too many beers, a great time was had by all! Today I passed my time being as lazy as possible, slowly getting laundry and food shopping done until by 3 I was sprawled out in the grass reading a book. Zero days in town are definitely the best part of this hike! ;)
Getting to Damascus was quite an adventure! We left Erwin in a freezing downpour and were soaked by the time we reached the shelter. That night was cold, rainy and windy and sleeping in my hammock was not a great idea... We shortened the next day to a 9-miler so we could dry ALL of our belongings out around the fire that morning. Another remarkable day came shortly after that when we did 23 miles up, over and well beyond Roan Mt. It was long and exhausting, and I was in a terrible mood by nightfall. Just 24 hours later, we "slept" through a rain storm with 65+ mph winds! Finally, we made it into a hostel just outside of Hampton, TN called Kincora run by Bob Peoples.
Consensus among AT hikers is that Bob Peoples is the friendliest person on the trail. Shelters for miles out of Kincora are tagged with graffiti like "When Bob Peoples stays here, mice bring him food" or "the AT took 6 months off to hike Bob Peoples", and- my personal favorite- "Damascus took a zero in Bob Peoples". All of these sayings are hilarious to long-distance hikers, by the way, though they may not make much sense to others.
Tomorrow I begin my last 3 weeks on the trail. With hopes of making it all the way to Shenandoah National Park, I'm trying not to take any more zeros after today. That's extremely upsetting to me on a moral level, but I would like to get as far north as possible in the next 21 days! It's hard to believe these 2 months in the wilderness are so close to over...
“You need special shoes for hiking – and a bit of a special soul as well.” — Emme Woodhull-Bäche
Monday 11 April 2011
Trail Magic Abounds
After a rough day out of Hot Springs (I spent the better part of the morning falling down rather than walking for some reason), Day 2 showed much improvement! Two previous thru-hikers, FAL (Free At Last) and Hercules, fed us an amazing meal of waffles, black bean veggie rice, brownie sundae, coffee and soda! Their house was gorgeous, as well. They were very friendly folk, and their trail magic was much appreciated! Later that day, we crossed over an exposed ridge which really distracted me! It was my longest mile yet (talking me almost an hour), because I spent so much time taking pictures and just digging the experience. The next day was just as fabulous ("cruisy", as Enzed would put it)! I passed Canman early in the morning and he provided me with my favorite quote on the trail so far, "Even an old, fat man like me is happy as hell out here!"
Finally, yesterday happened. First, I had a horrendous night's sleep with about 3 1/2 hours' worth. Then we slogged 20.7 miles to a shelter. I still did it well within our usual 2 hour/mile time limit, but- man, alive- was it hard! Twice I seriously considered hanging my hammock and calling it a day. But, with a couple of great views and even more trail magic, I persevered. Quiet Paul, an '07 thru-hiker, had a breakfast of eggs, hash browns, orange juice and more waiting just 2 miles down the trail. Half way through the day, Ruben Two's wife stopped us at a road crossing with snacks and Powerades! Trail Magic is a wonderful thing!
I've got a new group to travel with now, and while I miss the others, these guys are awesome, too! Redwood and Lego are a couple of friends doing the trail together from Ithaca, NY, Cascade and his dog, Sierra, are from Washington St, there's still Enzed, and Rocket and her husband, Spaceman, have been tenting near us and having lunch with us for a couple days now. We're all bunked up in Uncle Johnny's Hostel for the night, and Daniel's coming in for one last visit before I get too far north. This is a very cool place with very cool people; just what a hostel should be!
Tomorrow we head out for a 5 day haul (it will be a haul- the hills look awful!) towards Hampton, TN. And, we'll be in Damascus (trail heaven) this time next week!
"Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt" - found in FAL and Hercules' house
Finally, yesterday happened. First, I had a horrendous night's sleep with about 3 1/2 hours' worth. Then we slogged 20.7 miles to a shelter. I still did it well within our usual 2 hour/mile time limit, but- man, alive- was it hard! Twice I seriously considered hanging my hammock and calling it a day. But, with a couple of great views and even more trail magic, I persevered. Quiet Paul, an '07 thru-hiker, had a breakfast of eggs, hash browns, orange juice and more waiting just 2 miles down the trail. Half way through the day, Ruben Two's wife stopped us at a road crossing with snacks and Powerades! Trail Magic is a wonderful thing!
I've got a new group to travel with now, and while I miss the others, these guys are awesome, too! Redwood and Lego are a couple of friends doing the trail together from Ithaca, NY, Cascade and his dog, Sierra, are from Washington St, there's still Enzed, and Rocket and her husband, Spaceman, have been tenting near us and having lunch with us for a couple days now. We're all bunked up in Uncle Johnny's Hostel for the night, and Daniel's coming in for one last visit before I get too far north. This is a very cool place with very cool people; just what a hostel should be!
Tomorrow we head out for a 5 day haul (it will be a haul- the hills look awful!) towards Hampton, TN. And, we'll be in Damascus (trail heaven) this time next week!
"Of all the paths you take in life, make sure a few of them are dirt" - found in FAL and Hercules' house
Monday 4 April 2011
In Which the Smokies Beat my Butt or The Joyful Tale of a Yellow Blazer
Whoa! What a crazy week! Ten days ago, I flew into the NOC with GIPC Girl, Just Jon and a LOAD of other people. We spent the better part of the afternoon drinking by the Nantahala until a rainshower ran us into the restaurant for an early dinner. It was delicious (as the food there always is). I even got to watch some of the UNC game that night! We packed 6 people into our 4-person bunkroom, and the next day I lounged around the NOC watching the US Paddling Open, picking up supplies, looking at new packs (I've about run mine into the ground), and playing cards. That afternoon, I caught a ride to Fontana Dam, putting into play my first yellow-blaze.
It's called yellow-blazing, because instead of following the white blazes of the AT, you hitch a ride and skip over some sections, thus following the "yellow blazes" of the road. I spent a nice night in the Fontana Hilton (a REALLY nice shelter at Fontana Dam) and looked for Enzed all morning the next day. We finally met up, and again I lounged about all day. We had some hot dogs (veggie for me and falling Turtle) that night from White Lightening who graced us with great trail magic (oatmeal creme pies, sodas, and more on top of the dogs!). The next morning Enzed and I started into the Smokies on a very cold, rainy morning.
We spent the next 6 days hiking through cold wet mush, though there was one day of blissful sunny skies. We were even hiking in shorts and t-shirts! The rest of the time was snowy or just plain cold. Still, the Smokies were gorgeous. I definitely want to visit them again some time soon.
Two days ago, we dragged our butts out of the Smokies under beautiful blue skies. After a quick 10.5 miles, we stayed at Standing Bear Farm for the night. That's a really neat, rustic farm-turned-hostel, but I'm fairly certain it doesn't pass many inspection regulations!
Yesterday was a 15 mile day with Max Patch in the afternoon. I spent at least an hour sleeping on top under the sun while Enzed headed on to the shelter. Peregrine and Earl Grey joined me for a bit before we wandered down to the shelter for the night. It was packed! Mammoth, Chris and his dog, Sierra, and Deuce and Ibex were there with us.
Today we did a rapid 18 miles into Hot Springs to beat a huge storm that's been threatening all afternoon. We put in 18 miles in just 7 hours (really 7 hours and one minute!). We were flying today! It was definitely one of three days that stick out in my mind as absolute bests. I've rarely felt as happy as I did today!
Unfortunately, we got into town only to find we had no cell service (thank you, AT&T), but my friend, Daniel, is coming to visit tomorrow so maybe he'll drive us to within coverage...
"Somewhere between the bottom of the climb and the summit is the answer to the mystery why we climb" -Greg Child
It's called yellow-blazing, because instead of following the white blazes of the AT, you hitch a ride and skip over some sections, thus following the "yellow blazes" of the road. I spent a nice night in the Fontana Hilton (a REALLY nice shelter at Fontana Dam) and looked for Enzed all morning the next day. We finally met up, and again I lounged about all day. We had some hot dogs (veggie for me and falling Turtle) that night from White Lightening who graced us with great trail magic (oatmeal creme pies, sodas, and more on top of the dogs!). The next morning Enzed and I started into the Smokies on a very cold, rainy morning.
We spent the next 6 days hiking through cold wet mush, though there was one day of blissful sunny skies. We were even hiking in shorts and t-shirts! The rest of the time was snowy or just plain cold. Still, the Smokies were gorgeous. I definitely want to visit them again some time soon.
Two days ago, we dragged our butts out of the Smokies under beautiful blue skies. After a quick 10.5 miles, we stayed at Standing Bear Farm for the night. That's a really neat, rustic farm-turned-hostel, but I'm fairly certain it doesn't pass many inspection regulations!
Yesterday was a 15 mile day with Max Patch in the afternoon. I spent at least an hour sleeping on top under the sun while Enzed headed on to the shelter. Peregrine and Earl Grey joined me for a bit before we wandered down to the shelter for the night. It was packed! Mammoth, Chris and his dog, Sierra, and Deuce and Ibex were there with us.
Today we did a rapid 18 miles into Hot Springs to beat a huge storm that's been threatening all afternoon. We put in 18 miles in just 7 hours (really 7 hours and one minute!). We were flying today! It was definitely one of three days that stick out in my mind as absolute bests. I've rarely felt as happy as I did today!
Unfortunately, we got into town only to find we had no cell service (thank you, AT&T), but my friend, Daniel, is coming to visit tomorrow so maybe he'll drive us to within coverage...
"Somewhere between the bottom of the climb and the summit is the answer to the mystery why we climb" -Greg Child
Tuesday 22 March 2011
Meanwhile Back in Brevard...
What a great 48 hours! After climbing the steepest uphill yet, I finally made it into my last shelter of the week Sunday night. Enzed and Forest took a zero day (meaning they didn't hike any), so I was on my own for much of the day save running into some weekend hikers who "trail magicked" me some chocolate covered coffee beans! "Karma" and "Fawn" also had chocolate and Kashi bars to share. "Burly", another thru hiker, came along and shared some skittles (the rest of which I later found waiting for me at the shelter!). I spent a sleepless night in the shelter and finally headed out on a quick 4-miler before sunrise on my way to catch a shuttle into Franklin. My friend Daniel picked me up and we came back to Brevard for a much needed day of rest. He's headed out to a shelter just 4 miles further up the trail with me tomorrow to spend the night then I'll continue on to the NOC by Saturday and hopefully Fontana Dam Monday or Tuesday! After that I will hopefully have caught up to Enzed and Forest (who probably will do more than just 4 miles out of Franklin tomorrow), so we can hit the Smokies together!
All in all, this trip is stellar! =)
"I haven't got any special religion this morning. My God is the God of walkers. If you walk hard enough, you probably won't need any other god." - Bruce Chatwin, 'In Patagonia', 1977
All in all, this trip is stellar! =)
"I haven't got any special religion this morning. My God is the God of walkers. If you walk hard enough, you probably won't need any other god." - Bruce Chatwin, 'In Patagonia', 1977
Thursday 17 March 2011
Mexican Food and Clean Laundry Make for a Great Day!
Enzed,Forest Gimp and I made it into Dick's Creek Gap around noon today after three incredible days together! The first was rainy, but we were the first into the shelter at 2 and spent the rest of the day curled in our sleeping bags. The next two days were beautiful and productive (15 miles in one!). Today we beat a number of people into Hiawasee, but the inn was full, so we headed down to a motel before pigging out on a Mexican dinner.
There are awesome people out here. I know Enzed (from New Zealand, 'N Z' with a New Zealand accent) and Forest Gimp (from Texas who fell on day one) best. Boomer, Peregrine and Comanche are a couple more regulars along with K-3 and Chris. I met Black Thunder and Wild Card just as we got into town today, both of whom are from Raleigh!
Tomorrow starts a 3.5 day drag to Franklin for my first 'near-o' day (an almost zero day). So far this is a great trip, and I hope some of you can join me over the coming weeks!
"Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride' Pleasure said; 'Walk' Joy replied." W. H. Davies
There are awesome people out here. I know Enzed (from New Zealand, 'N Z' with a New Zealand accent) and Forest Gimp (from Texas who fell on day one) best. Boomer, Peregrine and Comanche are a couple more regulars along with K-3 and Chris. I met Black Thunder and Wild Card just as we got into town today, both of whom are from Raleigh!
Tomorrow starts a 3.5 day drag to Franklin for my first 'near-o' day (an almost zero day). So far this is a great trip, and I hope some of you can join me over the coming weeks!
"Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride' Pleasure said; 'Walk' Joy replied." W. H. Davies
Monday 14 March 2011
Just One Step After Another
Dad and I made it 16 miles in two days, came off the trail for a night and I booked it to Neels Gap on day 3. So far that's 30 miles of awesome people and sweet views! I've managed to keep up with N Zed, Kilo-3, Chief, Walking Man and a couple others I don't know well. Hopefully I'll be able to stick with these guys for a while (but they do big miles!).
Dad's leaving in the morning, and I'm pretty bummed about it. But I love being out here, so I'll probably be OK! For tonight we're camping out at some Inn in Blairsville.
Last note- I've got a trail name, 'High Five'!
Dad's leaving in the morning, and I'm pretty bummed about it. But I love being out here, so I'll probably be OK! For tonight we're camping out at some Inn in Blairsville.
Last note- I've got a trail name, 'High Five'!
Friday 11 March 2011
Let the Fun Begin
Woke up with Parfait curled in my lap; I don't think he approves of this trip...
Dad and I packed our bags last night for the last time, and we're headed to GA this morning. We'll take it slow getting down there as he still has loads of work to do before we begin this little journey.
Slept with strange dreams last night, and woke up as apprehensive as I am excited! Tonight we'll stay at the Hiker Hostel in Dahlonega, and we're shuttling to Springer Mtn tomorrow AM!
Monday 7 March 2011
Dates and Rates
I've loaded up on the last of our final food preparations and dumped it all into bags. Dad seemed a little worried when I mentioned our meals will consist of Easy Mac with Tuna... what could be wrong about that??? I'm also throwing together some personalized GORP (Good Ol' Raisins and Peanuts) and tossing oatmeal and some CLIF bars in for good measure. It's not a lot compared to our usual meals, but I'm loading up light and hoping all will be well for four days until he's headed home again.
I finalized my scheduled town stops last night, too. Here's a guess at when I'll be in major towns...
Dad's staying with me until we reach the Walasi-Yi Center at Neels Gap, then he's taking a day to wander back down south toward Dahlonega where his truck will be waiting. I'm planning to keep on trucking to Haiwasee, GA (March 19), an extended stay around the NOC in Wesser, NC (March 25-26), Gatlinburg, TN (April 1), and finally Hot Springs, NC (April 8).
Here, hopefully, Dad will show up for another quick 4-day hike before he once again wanders back to the real world. That plan is still way up in the air!
Once he's left me again, I'll continue on to Erwin, TN (April 15), Roan Mt., TN (April 20) and another extended stay this time in Damascus, VA (April 28-29). I'll spend another week after that wandering farther north (probably to Troutdale, VA), but some time after May 5 I'll be looking for Dad and some others to meet up for a trip back into Damascus for Trail Days on May 13-15. The latter part of my plan is essentially unplanned!
So, I put up these dates hoping some people might find a few they'd like to drive all the way to northern GA, western NC/eastern TN, or southern VA to join me! If you're interested, my phone number is (919) 274-6917 (it's new, so if you had my number you may need to change it now). The dates will probably waver; these are just rough guesses.
Also, I'm going to try keeping in touch via snail mail while I'm out on the Trail (writing letters in the woods is really fun!). So, message me your address on FB or leave it here!
"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads" -Thoreau
Saturday 5 March 2011
Another Adventures Looms
My love for countdowns started in 2006 after my first summer at High Rocks. It was such a fun summer, full of everything I adored that literally within hours of leaving Brevard I was figuring out the number of days till I’d be back to do it all again. Since then I’ve counted down to not only camp summers, but trips to foreign countries, days left in certain jobs and internships, holidays with friends and family, and, most recently, extended hikes. My exuberance over countdowns has admittedly fallen to the wayside lately, but deep down there’s always a little calendar ticking off the days (and sometimes hours) to one thing or another.
This most recent countdown has reached a pivotal point, the Less Than 10 Days mark. Finally, it can be said that there's just one of each day of the week left until I start the Appalachian Trail!
I don’t have the time (or desire, really) to hike the whole thing at once, though that is commendable and I’d like to try some day. But, there are jobs and fun to be found other places, so I’ll only be hiking for 2 months. Dad’s going to start out for a week with me, and I was worried about us at first. But, as with all endeavors the two of us undertake, no matter what happens, we’ve almost certainly done worse.
Our most recent extended hike comes to mind ("extended" being a very liberal term here). Late last Fall, Dad drove up to Brevard to walk the Art Loeb Trail with me. We each read up on the Art Loeb, and we were both a little concerned about what we read. However, people tend to exaggerate how difficult things are, so we decided to give this “butt-kicker of a trail” a shot. After driving out to Camp Daniel Boone on a Friday night, we set off early the next morning. Right off the bat, we had a bad omen. The trailhead read “Difficult”, but someone had spray painted above it “VERY” in large red letters. They weren’t joking. After almost 2 hours of straight uphill climbs in very cold and overcast weather, we came to a level spot and took a sharp left (after I misremembered the map and led us into the woods for about 20 minutes in the opposite direction). Just as we were blessing the level plane, the skies opened up in a torrential freezing downpour. Instantly soaked and miserable, we continued on only to find a giant yellow jacket nest on the trail. We took to trail running for a number of yards, but then the uphill started again. Another hour passed and we’d made it to the narrows along the ridge and found a group of Duke freshmen who were just having breakfast and finishing their hike down to Daniel Boone (where we’d just come from). We warned them of the bees and fought our way into the cold, wet and extremely dense rhododendrons crowding the trail. Shortly after, both of us collapsed in exhaustion in the middle of the trail and refused to move for a good hour. We set up a little shelter with our rain flies and decided to apologize profusely to any passersby (which, thankfully, there were none). After an hour of debate and complaints, we each decided 5 miles up a mountain in a downpour this close to winter was entirely enough for us. We turned around and started back.
The hike out was almost as bad as the hike in, as the entire trail had turned into a giant mudslide and twice we each found ourselves grasping at branches to pull ourselves back up the side of the mountain and onto the trail. Praising a god neither of us holds much sway in, Dad and I finally saw the truck at the bottom on the mountain and picked up the pace. Apparently, God isn’t cool with near-atheists praising him as a giant tree came crashing down not 5 feet from where Dad hiked just behind me. We stared in disbelief for a second, laughed nervously and hightailed it out of there.
So, basically our most recent "extended" walk in the woods was a complete disaster and it’s unlikely we’ll do worse on the AT next week. It’s always good to have a standard to live up to!
Pack weight is at just under 30 pounds and I'm a mere 7 days to the scheduled launch date! I'd love for any and all of you to join me on the Trail, and I'll try to keep this blog updated with dates and locations. The most important date and location is, of course, Damascus, VA on May 13 where I'll be for Trail Days. To learn more about Trail Days, visit http://www.traildays.us/ and I hope I'll see you there (just bring a sleeping bag and a tent)!!
"I will forget the happenings of the day that is gone, whether they were good or bad, and greet the new sun with confidence that this will be the best day of my life" -Og Mandino
This most recent countdown has reached a pivotal point, the Less Than 10 Days mark. Finally, it can be said that there's just one of each day of the week left until I start the Appalachian Trail!
I don’t have the time (or desire, really) to hike the whole thing at once, though that is commendable and I’d like to try some day. But, there are jobs and fun to be found other places, so I’ll only be hiking for 2 months. Dad’s going to start out for a week with me, and I was worried about us at first. But, as with all endeavors the two of us undertake, no matter what happens, we’ve almost certainly done worse.
Our most recent extended hike comes to mind ("extended" being a very liberal term here). Late last Fall, Dad drove up to Brevard to walk the Art Loeb Trail with me. We each read up on the Art Loeb, and we were both a little concerned about what we read. However, people tend to exaggerate how difficult things are, so we decided to give this “butt-kicker of a trail” a shot. After driving out to Camp Daniel Boone on a Friday night, we set off early the next morning. Right off the bat, we had a bad omen. The trailhead read “Difficult”, but someone had spray painted above it “VERY” in large red letters. They weren’t joking. After almost 2 hours of straight uphill climbs in very cold and overcast weather, we came to a level spot and took a sharp left (after I misremembered the map and led us into the woods for about 20 minutes in the opposite direction). Just as we were blessing the level plane, the skies opened up in a torrential freezing downpour. Instantly soaked and miserable, we continued on only to find a giant yellow jacket nest on the trail. We took to trail running for a number of yards, but then the uphill started again. Another hour passed and we’d made it to the narrows along the ridge and found a group of Duke freshmen who were just having breakfast and finishing their hike down to Daniel Boone (where we’d just come from). We warned them of the bees and fought our way into the cold, wet and extremely dense rhododendrons crowding the trail. Shortly after, both of us collapsed in exhaustion in the middle of the trail and refused to move for a good hour. We set up a little shelter with our rain flies and decided to apologize profusely to any passersby (which, thankfully, there were none). After an hour of debate and complaints, we each decided 5 miles up a mountain in a downpour this close to winter was entirely enough for us. We turned around and started back.
The hike out was almost as bad as the hike in, as the entire trail had turned into a giant mudslide and twice we each found ourselves grasping at branches to pull ourselves back up the side of the mountain and onto the trail. Praising a god neither of us holds much sway in, Dad and I finally saw the truck at the bottom on the mountain and picked up the pace. Apparently, God isn’t cool with near-atheists praising him as a giant tree came crashing down not 5 feet from where Dad hiked just behind me. We stared in disbelief for a second, laughed nervously and hightailed it out of there.
So, basically our most recent "extended" walk in the woods was a complete disaster and it’s unlikely we’ll do worse on the AT next week. It’s always good to have a standard to live up to!
Pack weight is at just under 30 pounds and I'm a mere 7 days to the scheduled launch date! I'd love for any and all of you to join me on the Trail, and I'll try to keep this blog updated with dates and locations. The most important date and location is, of course, Damascus, VA on May 13 where I'll be for Trail Days. To learn more about Trail Days, visit http://www.traildays.us/ and I hope I'll see you there (just bring a sleeping bag and a tent)!!
"I will forget the happenings of the day that is gone, whether they were good or bad, and greet the new sun with confidence that this will be the best day of my life" -Og Mandino
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