Just a few hours of sleep under my belt I packed up quietly saying goodbye to Just Jeremy and headed to the next shelter. To my surprise I found two of my friends ahead Socrates and Shadow Monk. They had camped at this beautiful site between two creeks, the water drowning out any and all … Continue reading Getting the band back together
Packed up, bellies full, we headed out, down the road back to the trail. Just Jeremy and I had a long day ahead of us, 42 miles to be exact. The two of us weren't eager to do this, yet we made a commitment to each other, that neither one of us wanted to break. … Continue reading The four state challenge changes you
When we left in the morning there were no goodbyes, Small Fly had already headed to town and we were the last ones awake. Quietly packing up and setting out, we talked for a bit, before settling into my thoughts. I've been spending a great deal of time thinking lately, more so than usual. I … Continue reading Harper’s Ferry
We hit the roller coaster first thing in the morning; a series of short steep ups and downs over rocks. It wouldn't be long before we started to hate this section of the trail, Just Jeremy and I. The first two hills were brutal going up and down. Our pace was somewhat slow over the … Continue reading Last day with a friend
Sensing Huck needed some time to himself I went into town and left the next day. The shoot three miles afforded me some time to write and get caught up on that. The next morning I met up with Just Jeremy and headed out for a 23 mile day. The smooth terrain was heaven on … Continue reading A great day to think
Digesting at Thornton Gap, Huck and I hiked out. He was ready to go and feeling off. You could see it on his face, too much time with people wears him out and he was at his limit. As we walked past smog covered views, I had no ambitions of hiking through the day. The … Continue reading Thrown out of Shenandoah
It was just a short hike to Thornton Gap to get a hitch into town. We got lucky fairly quickly and got a ride with a wonderful man in a red truck. Taking in to town we learned some of the history of the area. When he was just a young man in school there … Continue reading You never know what the trail will bring
Crushing out six miles to Big Meadows, Huck and I shared a breakfast together or lunch depending on the time. We sat there inside charging our devices, in the blasting AC. It was so cold for me that I had to don my rain jacket for warmth. The employees laughed a bit when I came … Continue reading Fistful of granola bars
With the impending storm the four of us talked and made a game plan for the next two days. Girlscout and the Gang had beat us to Loft Mountain and were nice and comfy for the evening. We decided to get up early and head to Big Meadows for the lodge and more stable structures … Continue reading Rain day or two
Recovered from the weather, mostly dry we set our for another big day, 25 miles. At one of our first gaps we, Huck and I, met a couple from Vermont. They shared with us pretzels and more magic. Giving us thier info they told us when we reached Vermont that they would provide more magic … Continue reading Marching to music
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