Got
 up and hit the trail late (8:30), which isn’t encouraging when you have a
 20-mile day ahead of you. Took a break on a nice bald.
  
Dave
 kept talking about how great he felt – what am I doing wrong? Maybe 
it’s the heat, maybe it’s the extra weight in my pack. Dave said having a
 big breakfast helped him a lot. Anyway, I explained how I struggle
 on every climb and am having a tough time keeping up with a group of 
men. He seemed to understand and did slow down for me.
We
 made the mistake (I think) of stopping for lunch at the 11-mile mark. 
Took a long break, then had to stop at the next shelter for water.
Oh,
 met a couple who thru-hiked in ’95. She was saying how few female 
hikers there were then – didn’t see a single other woman in the Smokies.
 That’s kind of how I’ve been feeling lately – lone female in a male 
tribe.

 
 
I must have been off with Charlie and Lawyer Dan, wallowing in my post-Steve misery.
ReplyDeleteYou were tough stuff, Lady.