Going the Long Way

"You simply have to put one foot in front of the other and keep going." -George Lucas

Day 8: 4 miles Pine Grove Furnace State Park 

Stopped in Pine Grove Furnace State Park for lunch. Arrived about 11:30 and popped into the hostel to pickup my maildrop- only one of the packages was there, this one I mailed myself from Waynesboro. The mail wasn't due until 2 or 3pm, so I sat with TW and BC at the General Store and had some no-trail food. The General Store is home of the ice cream half-gallon challenge to commemorate the halfway point of the A.T. I didn't try it, but did get a good sized burger and fries. Delicious! Sunshine and Matt showed up around 1pm. Sunshine's foot was really bothering her. They had lunch while she iced it. I decided to stay at the Ironmaster's Mansion hostel for the night. With mail kinda late and greasy food, 7 miles to the next shelter is "meh". Yay for Nearo's!! 

Day 9: 7 miles James Fry Shelter

Another short day of mileage. Stayed at the hostel. Built in the 1820's. The Innkeeper and his wife were friendly. Did laundry, unpacked maildrops, showered. Quiet evening. Only girl, so I got the 18 bed dorm room to myself. Yesterday afternoon checked out the A.T. Museum- pretty cool exhibits. The curator showed me the progress in the children's area, looks like it will be a lot of fun once finished! Very tempted to buy a halfway patch- maybe if they have them for sale in Boiling Springs at the ATC office. Ended up calling in an order for larger shoes to L.L. Bean. Chose boots for hopefully some protection against the PA rocks. 

Hostel closed at 9 am this morning- realized at 9:30 that I had left my ipod behind charging. Knocked on the door and called the phone number, but no luck- hopefully can arrange to have it mailed. Sucks cause there is an 18 mile day coming after tomorrow (no camping allowed in the Cumberland Valley). Should be flat terrain though. Caught up with Matt about noon- at the shelter now together. Sunshine left the trail to get her foot checked out. We arrived about 2 pm. Now lounging in my hammock and reading. Dinner and another quiet night. 

Day 10: 8.5 miles Alec Kennedy Shelter

Didn't wake up until 8:30 today and didn't get on the trail until almost 12. We did 8 miles today, which started out deceptively easy. Absolutely flat ground paralleling railroad tracks for nearly 3 miles, but then some slight elevation. Not bad. The difficult section came after lunch with two rock mazes, scrambling in between, over, around and under boulders the size of fridges and small cars. A fun switch from walking straight, but tiring. Good practice for Mahoosuc Notch, I guess. After the rock mazes, the elevation got a bit crazy with a steep climb and then an immediate descent. My arch had been feeling much better to that point bit started getting sore quickly. I've been trying to stretch it out in the A.M. and P.M. and practicing not favoring my steps, but stepping fully. I think I had switched my gait because of a blisters on my toes. Planning to get out of camp by 7:30 tomorrow, visit the ATC office in Boiling Springs as I walk through town, get a Diet Coke and hike all day to the Darlington Shelter. Megamind rolled into the shelter about 7 last night along with TopKnot, Mambo and Woods. Ended up having a campfire and some good convo. 

Day 11: 18 miles Darlington Shelter

Loooooong day!!! I think it will be quite a while before I attempt a 20 mile day. The terrain was very flat, which was nice, but also made it hard to tell how far you'd gone. One hour I went 4 miles, the last few of the day I was struggling to do 2 mph. New blisters on all my toes and one on the bottom of my foot. I think because it was so flat the same friction point was getting rubbed all day. I pulled into the shelter about 8 pm, so just about a 12 hr day. I hiked an Italian sub and diet dr. pepper out of town and celebrated while I soaked my feet in the stream during lunch break. 

Day 12: 11 miles Duncannon, PA

Today was hard to get up and going. I was very grumpy by 4 miles in and wasn't sure if I would make it to town. I just kept plugging along though and reached the shelter 4 miles out of town at 2 pm. I had a nice long lunch break, called Mom for encouragement and updated my foot care with some Compeeds blister patches a thru hiker gave me during the morning. Just after lunch I met up with Screaming Steven and together we limped into town. (some crazy rock steps descending into the valley!) Now we have split a double room at a sketchy place called the Doyle Hotel, I have eaten a calzone bigger than my head and we did laundry. Tomorrow new boots arrive!

Day 13: 4 miles out of town

Town day was short, but it was okay because the Doyle was creepy AF! The shower was scummy, and I didn't even want to use the toilet. Got breakfast at Goodies Diner across the street then caught the Memorial Day parade from the balcony of the Hotel and headed out of town. Picked up my new boots and mailed ahead my trail runners. Almost 2 miles down Main Street and crossing the Susquehanna River. Lots of pavement, but not too bad- just hot.

Day 14: 6 miles Peter's Mountain Shelter

Short day today. Stopped at the shelter during the heat of the day to rest feet, with the intention of moving on another 5 miles. 3 hours later, I'm still here. People started coming in, and no one seemed to have much energy to move on. It is the largest shelter I've seen yet- perfect place if it was a rainy day. 16 people recommended, but you could probably fit 25 easily. I picked up my new boots in Duncannon- they worked well yesterday, but today are rubbing new places sore. I'm trying out wearing them without the insoles and laced loosely until Port Clinton in 70 miles.
The shelter is filling up- about 8 thru hikers just rolled in. S.S. is still with me, but I'm hoping to lose him. I wasn't too impressed on first meeting him, but we happened to walk into town at the same time. Normally, I would welcome the company, but he is constantly commenting about my pack weight, mileage average, amount of food I'm carrying, etc... He's been helpful at times, but I don't want to hike for weeks with him and he's already talking about NH. It's not the kind of company I need, especially when I'm in pain. Next shelter is 17.9 miles away- we'll see if I make it that far.

Day 15: 17.9 miles!!!! Rausch Gap Shelter

Arrived at the shelter about 30 minutes before the rain rolled in. I surprised myself with hiking so far so soon after the Boiling Springs debacle, but felt it was way easier than last time. Also, it took about 10 hours instead of 12. Left Steve behind about 2 miles in and didn't make an effort to meet up again throughout the day. The shelter is VERY nice- built in 2012, spacious with a nice overhang, stone foundation, cooking prep table, fire pit and a spring literally right out the door. I'm here with Pops and another flipflopper Linley, thru hikers Nova and River (from Canada) and Big Fudge. River plays the guitar, so there is live entertainment this rainy evening. Got some Memorial Day trail magic at the PA 325 road crossing from trail legend Bag O Tricks. He emptied out his coolers- sandwiches, popcorn, cold gatorade, and carrot cake. He also sent us off with a self written poem about catholes. :P

Better Late Than Never!

So, I have now been out on the Appalachian Trail for almost 2 months. Time flies when you're having fun right? I will be reaching the 600 mile mark within the next day of hiking, which means I am officially over 1/4 of the way through the trail. 

While each day holds surprises and opportunities for learning, I feel like I have adapted to life outdoors well. 

Here goes! 15 things I have learned on the A.T.

1. Appreciate the little things. 

Running water, electricity outlets, etc.. these are luxuries on the trail. 

2. Every step counts. 

Whether it is a day when you feel like you are flying down the trail, barely touching the ground, or a struggle fest, every step is an accomplishment. Look how they have added up already! 

3. Other hikers are amazing! 

The friends I have made on the trail are all unique and wonderful people. Even though I was the newbie, they were incredibly welcoming and willing to help me as I found my feet the first few weeks. Thank you! 

4. Peanut Butter is a miracle food. 

Enough said. 

5. That noise is not a bear... 

... but it may be a skunk or a porcupine. 

6. If you cannot find the next blaze, look up. 

Most likely, it is on top of the rock ledge you are standing beneath. 

7. Early to bed, early to rise.

It is not uncommon to go to bed before the sun is down. Hiker midnight is 9pm. Maybe by the end of this trip I will be healthy, wealthy and wise? 

8. It is okay to take candy from strangers. 

Trail magic has changed the entire attitude of my day multiple times! Always unexpected, always appreciated. A cold soda, a candy bar or other food, all provided by strangers (better known as Trail Angels). 

9.Not everyday is sunshine and summits. 

There have been days (and will probably be more) when I have been sore, tired and not in the mood to hike. It is a challenging journey, but working for the miles makes them that much more rewarding. 

10. Pizza motivates. 

Knowing there is hot food at the end of a long day is an amazing thing. 

11. Embrace the stink. 

Hiking hygiene is not usually pretty picture. It is not pleasant to wear the same smelly, likely still damp clothes day after day. But the stink means you worked hard! So, "You stink!" is actually  a great compliment... 

12. Hiking is not simple. 

Although hiking simplifies a lot of aspects, resupplying food, maintaining gear and getting to camp each night can be stressful. 

13. It's okay to butt slide. 

One of the first things I learned on trail is risk management. There are many things in the woods that make me uncomfortable. Steep descents are one, and I learned there is no shame in sitting on the trail and scooting if it gets me to Katadhin unbroken. 

14. My body is amazing. 

 When I started, the idea of 10 miles of hiking was daunting. Now that is an easy day. I am continually amazed at the abilities of my body as it becomes stronger and takes me to new places. 

15. I can do this! 

I started the trip doubting whether I would be able to finish this goal, but every day I realize more and more that is it possible. My confidence has grown immensely, and will only continue to do so as I learn and practice new skills. 

Presidential Traverse

"For a little while we are able to see as a child sees, a world of marvels. For a few moments we discover that nothing can be taken for granted... and our journey here on earth, able to see and touch and hear in the midst of tangible and mysterious things-in-themselves, is the most strange and daring of all adventures." - Edward Abbey 

I survived! (Barely) My foray into the Presidential Range of the White Mountains in New Hampshire was without doubt more difficult than I expected. I’m glad that I planned beforehand but I still have much to learn about backpacking.

My first day was the best of the trip, as one can guess. Fresh legs and beautiful weather contribute greatly to a feeling of peace and adventure. I got a late start because of road construction delays, but still managed to get everything situated and hike 7 miles to Mt. Eisenhower Trail as planned. Along the way I climbed three mountains on the AMC list and stopped at the beautiful Mizpah Spring hut.

The initial view I had from the top of Mt. Jackson literally took my breath away. I had forgotten the feeling of being totally inconsequential when compared to the vastness of the wilderness you are staring out across. I just had to laugh a little bit at the thought of it.  Absolute gorgeousness preserved solely for the enjoyment of that moment; space that hopefully will exist and inspire awe in generations to come.

As I hiked on, the weather turned foggy and gave a surreal effect to the last 2 hours of hiking- knowing that hundreds of feet had walked before me, but not seeing a single person. My campsite for the night was a not-so-stealthy stealth site about 0.1 miles down the Mt. Eisenhower trail. I slept well in my Eno Hammock despite temperatures falling into the mid 30’s during the night. Luckily I had been informed prior to heading out about a phenomenon called Cold Butt Syndrome (CBS) and had prepared by bringing a cheap foam pad for insulation.

The next morning I woke bright and early and headed back to the main ridge trail to continue toward Mt. Washington. I had planned 12 miles on my itinerary, according to the information I had gathered through hiking forums, guidebooks and by looking at the topography on the map.

After summiting Mt. Washington- home of crowds and stupidity- it looked as though the trail would be a relatively quick hike, following the ridge and descending slowly. Assuming this was the case I took a lunch break at the summit of Washington and lingered letting my legs take a break as well as refreshing my water supply and ditching some unneeded food.

Unfortunately I was wrong about the North side of the mountain being easy and was instead faced with about 3 hours of rock hopping through a continuous boulder field.

I would not have made it to Valley Way tent site as planned if not for the help of a thru hiker named Heartwood. It is amazing what good conversation can do for a flagging spirit. Meeting her gave me enough energy to go on and I reached Valley Way about thirty minutes after sunset. The 0.6 miles from Madison Spring Hut seemed impossibly long and there were moments when I wondered if I had passed it in the dark. I can’t describe the relief I felt when I saw headlamps in the distance and realized I had finally found the site. I set up my camp as quickly as possible and fell into bed immediately.

I slept in the next morning and descended the 3.8 miles to the Appalachia parking area uneventfully. From there I received a ride back to highland center by a very kind hiker and her daughter, who turned out to be from the same town in New York that I’m from.

This trip had been on my bucket list for while, and I’m glad I completed it successfully. It was challenging and pushed my limits to near breaking at points, but once I had finished I had the desire to return to those moments on the mountains.

Final count- 3 days, 23 miles and 8 mountains.