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
Our first day in the Shenandoah's was thirty miles of view after view. When I hiked out of Damascus, the Creeper Trail went for thirty miles next to the AT. The long smooth gravel trail went by waterfalls, the river and many streams. The AT went up and down over rocks, roots and crap no … Continue reading Look out Shenandoah’s
The first few miles flew by, before I knew it I had done 5 miles a d was reaching the shelter by eight in the morning. Here I was a few minutes behind my friends. The machine, the tall one, had informed me they had just left, I took off with a fury. Climbing the … Continue reading Long lost friend
The lasting effects of our trail angel still affected me the next morning. I awoke feeling rejuvenated, free from my depression and feelings of self doubt. Everything was clear again, her kindess and company quelled the negativity that I had been dealing with the past week or two. The two of us packed up and … Continue reading Hulkspiration or Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
I slept in for the first time in a long time. I layed in bed till around 7, saying goodbye to Diesel and packing up, I met Huck at the trail head. We both had planned on stopping at the river for the night, a short 18 mile day for us, at most 9 hours. … Continue reading Our Trail Angel
The day was the longest day in the year and that meant hike naked day. Diesel and I continued our getting to know each other as we climbed the mountain. We were both feeling down and trying to motivate the other, he was missing his dad on father's day and I was deep within the … Continue reading 800 miles of naked thoughts
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